Sunday Bag o’ Sin
I swear, these God-bothering scolds keep padding their lists.
Air-Minded: Walk My Elephant, Airman
Far be it from me to question the training and readiness benefits of recalling personnel, generating aircraft, loading weapons, and staging a mass launch.
Sunday Bag o’ Minimums
Isn’t it about time we impose visibility and braking action limits on drivers? Or at a minimum, on drivers of large commercial vehicles?
Liberals with Guns (Say What?)
On-on to 2020, dear friends, and another decade of blogging at Paul’s Thing!
What a Croc
You’ve probably noticed a strong turn to the personal here at Paul’s Thing. I’ve been writing about the things that make my life worth living, avoiding commenting on the things that make me wish people were better than they are, that we lived in a happier, more humane world.
Cupboards and Books and Toadies, Oh My!
I know from Facebook that many of my friends are also members of local and neighborhood book clubs, and it gives me hope. We are smarter and more intellectually curious than you might assume from the crap we normally post on social media. Now if we can just get off our asses and vote, eh?
Sunday Bag o’ Fauxcity
Easy to identify problems, hard to identify solutions.
Burn the Witch!
Yes, we all should have seen this coming. And now it’s happening, right in front of us, and who or what is going to stop it? The Democratic majority in the House of Representatives? Don’t make me laugh.