My Flamboyant Hosiery
The second I clicked, a mental grail knight—the very one from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade—said “You chose poorly.”
Night Visitors
Let the javelina sort it out.
Line o’ Succession
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!
Scientific Smoking (not a 4/20 Post)
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.
Vintage Twitter Account, Cheap
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.
Javelina Attack
I met Mayor Carolyn Goodman in March 2014, on a motorcycle trip to visit my son in Las Vegas.
No Sheep No Sheep You’re the Sheep
The real sheep are those who let the stupids get to them and quit wearing masks because they want to look tough.
Cheeseburger Cheeseburger
I shouldn’t, but I always give the pups a pinch of whatever I’m having for lunch.