So Leon is moving his worldly possessions from one part of Michigan to another, I’m the back-up back-up. Let’s get ‘er motivating, shall we? All my pictures are animated, so if you are on your flintstones phone you might want to skip right to comments.
Last week we learned that Democrats and their media enablers are very offended when you call backwards corrupt countries what they really are … shitholes. 
Wow, seems like we were just using our Halloween avatars! Christmas stuff has been on display for weeks in my neck of the woods and I’m sure it’ll be worse the next time I go in a store.
That last word seems made up but it isn’t. If you search for it on the intertitty you’ll find a wealth of information.
So Obama is back, and this time going to kick ass and use cliches, and he’s all out of cliches. The world is stuck like a deer in the headlights of a sixteen wheel suck mobile, paralyzed at his magnificence–or so the media would have you believe.
The truth, harder than a diamond, and as difficult to swallow as a giant bitter pill is that only a few people actually care; rich old liberals and black women. The rest of us are just trying to get on with our lives. The days of our lives, even.
So please, do us a favor, oh God Emperor of the Early Release Television Series, go the fuck away. Obama could build a speech generator using the words, ‘world, future, change, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, let us, hope, and destiny,’ bridged together with terrible sentence formations and almost no one would notice. Just put up a cardboard cut out and play side A of the tape called ‘Flattering Rich Crackers’ then flip it over to side B, ‘I am Black Also, and Understand You.’
Save everyone else some time, dickface. If we wanted to be talked down to or bored to death we’d use bad grammar in a blog post and wait for Hotspur to show up.
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This man, right here, the one I’m pointing to…is a DICK!!!
Well, the Academy Awards are here again. Yay. If you think you’re sick of hearing about them, try living in Southern California. It’s all they talk about on the news for the next goddamn week.
Most of us aren’t big fans of Hollywood (or as one guy I heard one time called it, HollyWEIRD–delightful!) but maybe you saw a couple of the movies that are nominated this year. Are you rooting for La La Land? Hidden Fences? Something else?
Ah, who am I kidding? We’re all boycotting the Oscars. Not for the politics (okay, maybe a little bit because of the politics) but because the most deserving film of the year wasn’t nominated:
I’m just hoping John Wick 2: The Wick and The Dead gets nominated next year. Probably not, though.
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Added, cuz it’s freakin hilarious!
I’ve got art and shit around my house, so if Chumpo is too busy I’m happy to fill in. I’m not really sure who did any of this stuff, but beggars can’t be choosers. So sit back and enjoy the show.
This first work my mom gave to me several years ago, and it was done by some local artist. Neat huh?
Up next, this piece is on Inter-family loan to the O’Brien household from my mil. It’s some Japanese something or other. It looks nice in the hallway. THe picture is a tad blurry … whatever. I think you can make out the relevant parts of this work.
What do we have next? Ah yes. This is the piece I bought Pat from Chumpo’s older installments of Wire. I finally got it framed. Looks nice, no?
Moving right along, we now have on of my own works … a picture of the greatest dog ever. Greta. *wipes tear away. I know, I know. It’s crooked. They make medications for OCD, you know …
This is by a dude out of Toledo who does these statue things. I like ’em.
This is a new piece to Gallery O’Brien – just a funny little thing that makes me happy. And it looks awesome in that spot.
And finally, what post from me would not be complete w/o a picture of Moose? WHo’s a good boy? YOU ARE!
I hope everyone has enjoyed a little peak into the high art to be found at my house.
It’s that time of year again, where the air is buzzing with excitement, everyone is talking about their favorite players, and there are parties galore! I am speaking, of course, of Black History Month.
But the Super Bowl is also coming up or some junk, so we should probably talk about that, too… Continue reading
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