Trump is the kidney stone in our political life. Passing it promises to be an ugly, painful experience.
The Wienermobile was in town yesterday, so we took Mister B to see it.
Fame is a heady drug. So where are the girls and money already?
What, you say Hallowe’en isn’t a national holiday? Well, it damn well should be!
Our mail-in ballots arrived yesterday afternoon. I filled mine out this morning.
We’re watching the virus run rampant in real time among the most closely-watched group of people in the world. If this doesn’t bring the threat home, what will?
I didn’t think Biden should have agreed to debate Trump in the first place, knowing Trump would turn it into a shitshow, and didn’t want to watch. But I did, and Trump did, and that’s the last Trump/Biden debate that’ll darken my TV.
Why is everything so goddamn hard? Fucking coronavirus. It’s easy to understand why so many people want to pretend it’s no longer a threat and get back to normal life.