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Speaking of hopes, I pray the speaker of the house is taking extraordinary precautions against contracting coronavirus, or at least more stringent ones than the members of the executive branch have up to now. Jesus, what a shitshow!
Donna and I still dress for the day every morning, though by the time we sit down to watch the nightly news we’re usually in our jammies.
I want to tell myself we’re going to crush Trump and the fascist Republicans who’ve hitched their wagons to him in November, but fuck me, I didn’t think he had a chance in 2016 either and look how that worked out.
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.
The real sheep are those who let the stupids get to them and quit wearing masks because they want to look tough.
I shouldn’t, but I always give the pups a pinch of whatever I’m having for lunch.
Is mail forwarding no longer a thing?
It’s been ten days since I sent the account info to PayPal and they haven’t made the deposit, so I remain a nobody and the coffee’s gone cold.