We have had 5 days of rain and cool-ish weather(40’s-50’s) with today being the only day where it might stop raining. I have been promised global warming for years and thought I’d be in the tropics by now. Instead all of my citrus tree starts have died as have the decorative palm trees that line my driveway. My neighbors scoffed at the notion of my equatorial vision but I kept my own counsel, inspired by the prophet Algore. Soon I will build a massive greenhouse over my yard warmed by cow farts and cigar smoke and I will be the laughinest laugher that ever laughed!
In the sad wake of Notre Dame burning yesterday, I mentioned getting engaged there. Oso said she enjoyed hearing it, but that was only a tiny part of the story.
Here I will tell a complete version of my history. I will start at the beginning.
In January of 2000, a close friend of mine, Rick, invited me to an “Ignore The Super Bowl Party.” The idea was to keep the sound off during the game so everyone could chat, then turn it on during the commercials, so everyone could laugh. That was back in the days of the Dotcom bubble, and the commercials were hilarious.
During the week before the game, if Rick asked me once, he asked me five times if I was coming on Sunday. I told him yes each time. But when Sunday came I really didn’t want to go, but I thought, “Fuck, I told him five times I was coming. I’ll just go and stay for a drink and say I have to get up early in the morning, then leave early.”
J’ames and I often find ourselves arguing with complete idiots, and yesterday they brought forth (yet another ) article that Trump was going to step down this year. My comment that I’ve heard it before lead to the most epic ass-showing by our resident lib. I suspect he may have forgotten to take some of his meds.
Who watched the Oscars? Because otherwise you missed this very touching moment.
Lots of trans stuff in the news this week, with trans females SHOCKINGLY overpowering actual women in sports. Who’d have thunk? The Crossfit Open started a week ago, and they too have joined in on the madness. New rules means that only ONE male and female athlete advance from the Open. Wouldn’t it be a hoot if the woman was trans? Meanwhile, Caitlyn …
I have no commentary to go with this picture:
Or this one:
How about a little music now? I wasn’t a huge fan of this band, until I saw them in concert.
I’m awaiting an album from these guys – and I’m seeing them in concert in July. Can. Not. Wait.
These guys JUST went into the studio. Beginning has questionable lyrics, but it’s a phenomenal song. This is Johnny before he got a few face tats.
Ok everyone. Go forth and make today productive. Or something.
I had someone say to us “that’s not the last $5000 mistake you’ll make.”
The number really isn’t important because it’s relative, however, it’s the permission from ourselves to make the wrong decision. It happens to everyone. And it will not end life as we know it unless it’s some dummy like Biden fooling around and bragging about having access to the nuclear codes.
My husband often says after we (or our children) make a decision, “now, make it the best decision.” Which of course means, make it work.
