Filler Post

Serving your needs while waiting for MJ to put up a toddler post or Jim Accoster to apologize. Whichever comes first.

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Thorsday Substitute Poat

Since Jimbro is off in the mountains receiving a heavy load from some shady contractor, I’ve agreed to put up a poat.  The old one was smelling worse than your mom after Fleet Week.  We haven’t had a rip-roaring, honest-to-God hurt feelings fight on this blog in far too long, so let’s talk about music.

So, I’m about two weeks out from leaving my job, and by the time you read this I will hopefully have an offer for a new job outside of California.  Even if I don’t, I’m still leaving this state.  And that means one thing… ROADTRIP!  For the past nine months I’ve driven 45-75 minutes each way up to Santa Barbara each day for work.  Obviously, spending that much time on the road means listening to the radio a lot.  Thank the gods for Pandora, and Youtube on my phone.  So I thought I’d put together a list of some of my favorite songs to listen to while driving.  I decided to limit it to ten songs, about what I used to burn on a CD before a long road-trip.  Obviously there are others, but if I had to pick ten to listen to for a couple of hours in parts of the country where the only radio stations are messican polka and the baptist station... the mixture below would be my top choice. Yeah, some of them are covers, but they’re better than the originals for keeping me awake and focused while on the road.

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BBF

Hello hungry little lambs, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

CARin listens to this when she deadlifts.

 

 

Your model for today is a cosplayer from Canada, I can’t find her demographics but she’s a big one.  Please make yourselves comfortable and say hello to Miss Sofia Sivan.

 

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David Brooks is the Sandwich Artist of Virtue Signaling

From the NYTimes, so don’t click.

Recently I took a friend with only a high school degree to lunch. Insensitively, I led her into a gourmet sandwich shop. Suddenly I saw her face freeze up as she was confronted with sandwiches named “Padrino” and “Pomodoro” and ingredients like soppressata, capicollo and a striata baguette. I quickly asked her if she wanted to go somewhere else and she anxiously nodded yes and we ate Mexican.

American upper-middle-class culture (where the opportunities are) is now laced with cultural signifiers that are completely illegible unless you happen to have grown up in this class. They play on the normal human fear of humiliation and exclusion. Their chief message is, “You are not welcome here.”

–David Brooks

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and On, On and On, On and On

Leon who?

 

I have two speeches ready for Boy1, not sure which to deliver.

Option 1:

Option 2:

 

I’m hungry.  What’s for lunch?

 

 

BBF

Hello flamers, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Your model for today is a porn star, born in Middletown, New Jersey on January 31st, 1994.  She measures 32D-24-28, 5’6″ and 108lbs.  Please stop being fabulous long enough to welcome, Miss Whitney Westgate!

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