We probably rely on muscle memory more than we realize.
Before I hit the kitchen, here are a couple of thoughts weighing on my mind.
Christmas 2020’s going to live on in the collective memory, isn’t it?
Looking back at some of my earlier pre-Christmas blog posts, maybe I have a touch of seasonal depression. Well, at least I’m in good company, right?
It drives me crazy how the media pussyfoots around Republican lies by reporting “no evidence of widespread fraud.” Why “widespread?” Why not “no fraud?”
Donna’s not the only one around here with sightly teeth.
Funny how that desk doesn’t look so tiny when real presidents sit behind it, huh?
Well, another year shot to hell.