I’m taking a week off to get my head clear and get a bunch of things done around the house. So far I’ve trimmed a bunch of trees in one area, replaced a toilet, flamed some weeds, picked some weeds, and mowed. Today I’m going to weed the garden thoroughly, stake and trellis the tomatoes, straw mulch the potatoes, and build another raised bed for turnips. I might also make some time for a real workout.
Calf veins.
Good morning boys and girls and xbrads.
Here’s a fresh poat for everyone.
Scott and LauraW continue their vacation. Beasn continues the home improvement project from hell.
After five years out I’ve started to get recruitment letters asking me if I want to apply for a commission in the Army Reserve. They must be truly desperate for people.
Leon is busy denouncing the moral degredation of today’s youth. Car in, meanwhile, has had enough of your shit. Perhaps she shouldn’t have sent Ethan to Jimbro to get his surgery. MJ’s busy trying to keep the spice in his marriage.
Wait… where the fuck is Xbrad?
Mare needs a little encouragement some mornings.
Shhhh… it’s going to be ok, Pupster.
Should we organize a 21-rep salute?
And now, some music:
This pretty much sums up how I feel most days. But then I realize that I have you assholes as my fake internet friends, and everything is going to be alright.
This one’s just plain fun. As is this one.
Go forth and take on the world. Remember, it’s Thursday night, so celebrate.
Brakes went out on the truck, I’ll be spending my day getting that fixed or possibly setting it on fire. Maybe both.
I’m going to share a secret with you folks. Pictured below is the GREATEST garden hand tool I’ve ever owned.
Big words, I know – but this has changed my life. And because I love you all so very much (except MJ) I’m going to share this valuable knowledge with you.
This is it:
BEHOLD IT’S BEAUTY. $33 on Amazon, but I got it cheaper at Meijer a few weeks back.
You’re welcome, everyone.
Here’s an old song I’ve been listening to lately – THANK YOU TURBO.
Carry on fine people.
No exams every Tuesday anymore. Huzzah!
Here is a post of lots of small rats that apparently lots of other people find cute. I do not find rats cute. So it’s a series of pictures featuring things that I would immediately crush with a shovel if I saw them in real life. But other people find them cute. So strange.
Just how we’re programmed from childhood, I guess. My grandmother and mother are both automatic rodent killing machines and now I do it too.
Rat one. Someone has dressed this pet vermin in a small doll’s sweater. Note the expressionless, beady eyes.
So here we are, 100 days into the glorious reign of the God Emperor Donaldus Trump II.
Is America great again? No, but its early. Like you, my patience is about as thin as Mare’s Whoreday panties and I do not trust a single person that is connected to Washington DC.
The Bad
Repeal/Replace–May the RINOs of the senate be rushed to the ER with a lightbulb stuck in their collective asses. Upon removal they may find a bright idea, such as repeal/replace. It’s not complicated, assholes.
The budget–May the Freedom Caucus step on their dicks with golf shoes for having the temerity to sink repeal/replace only to turn around and fund PP for the rest of the fiscal year.
The Good
Border crossings are down 70+% based solely on a mean look from the based cheeto god. My suggestion is that he get a teardrop tattoo on his cheek then watch the number climb to 90%.
The world seems to think we might be crazy enough to kick ass and drink Diet Coke. They also seem to believe we are running low on Diet Coke.
Serious note–people seem to be more optimistic about the future. I don’t really talk politics much in public but I don’t feel the weight of the pessimism that is being pushed by the media. Things seem good, which may be a reflection on where I live and how life is going, but it really matters when the people at the top are confident of success rather than dead set on decline. We’ve been told to eat our veggies for so long that a delicious taco bowl (we have the best taco bowl’s, don’t we folks?) seems like manna from heaven. It’s just taco Tuesday, but goddamn that seems like a fine idea.
The Ugly
The media and the DNC (Hillary/Obama wing) are pushing some really dangerous shit. The ridiculousness of RUSSIA! and the attempt to subvert a presidency that simply out hustled a terrible politician is going to escalate quickly. And when it does, they’ll blame Trump. They don’t care that people will be hurt, in fact I believe it’s the desired state to wave a bloody shirt.
I’m not really sure who has the ear of the President. I like Ivanka and Jared and I really like the tax plan that was put out but see Mare’s threadbare Whoreday undies referenced above for my trust levels. Jury is out on the D’s in the White House.
Goofy Shit is Endearing. Fuck Being ‘Too Cool’ Like Obama
Tell us what you really think. As long as it conforms to the standards of polite society. And you remain in this designated square.
How about you bugger off with your conditions?
I read a post at a blog called The Daily Gouge Wednesday night…seemed to cover a lot of the same stuff I am in this one, only better than this POS. http://www.thedailygouge.com/ It’s updated a few times per week, you want the Wednesday April 26th edition, either on the front page or the archive up top.
I went to a blacksmithing class on Sunday. It was a letter opener class, and there were only three of us there, which was nice because it made the class fairly leisurely. The instructor showed us the basics of the project, and then turned us loose in the forge while she walked around and offered comments and suggestions. This was the second class that I’ve taken at Adam’s Forge, and I really enjoy it. Hopefully I’ll be able to attend a few open forge nights in the near future.
