OK, kids, don't let the headline throw you off, this is NOT the swan song for Ziggywiggy's Nice Times columns. Sometimes a nostalgic song is just a nostalgic song.
Also too, if you left an off-topic comment in the Book Club comments section, please copy it over here if you want people to see it. I'ma delete off-topic comments at the Book Club around 2 EST
Everybody ready for Ross Douthat's hard hitting interview with TFG tonight on Bari Weiss's My Weekly Reader TV? First question: will TFG rip all the gold shit off the Oval Office walls and take it to the bunker?
I don't know that Steve guy, but we've observed many of the same things. I haven't moved residence often, but when I do, when scouting a prospective neighborhood, I look for signs of Lesbians. It's never failed me. Houses in good shape and not overpriced. A general level of safety in the neighborhood. People who will shovel each others' walks if it snowed overnight and they got up early. People who will lend you tools at least once, and if you're punctual about returning them, anytime.
"Georgia House Seat Flips After Votes Found on Memory Card"
A memory card with enough Republican votes to flip back a state house seat that appeared to be won by a Democrat by 58 votes to a Republican 262 vote victory just showed up late in Seminole county. How? Why? Sec. Of State Raffensperger promises an investigation.
No, but it could indicate illegal efforts by Seminole County officials. They were a questionable crew in 2020. If successful this time it might prove to be a future election rigging tactic elsewhere in the state.
Even if it doesn’t change the overall majority, we have to be on the lookout for shenanigans. Lest other memory cards suddenly “appear” in other closely contested elections.
How fortuitous. Speaking of “Drunk History,” I’m currently working on a 250th U.S. anniversary historical display entitled 𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔: 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗥𝗨𝗠 𝗕𝗨𝗜𝗟𝗧.
Rum was the central economic powerhouse, social lubricant, and political catalyst of daily life in colonial America. By 1770, ports like Boston and other New England hubs imported massive amounts of cheap Caribbean molasses to fuel over 140 domestic distilleries making about 5 million gallons of rum - called “liquid gold” - annually. That was in addition to the 4 million gallons of rum imported from the Caribbean each year. Because hard currency was scarce in the colonies, rum frequently served as actual currency or wages for tradesmen, sailors, and laborers.
Colonial men over age 15 drank an estimated average of three pints of distilled beverages weekly - almost four gallons of hard liquor each year - plus daily cider and beer, according to taste and means.
"Before Democracy, there were spirits, and from spirits we created taverns, and it was in those taverns that we laid out the blueprint for a new kind of country, with a new kind of ideology, not ruled by kings and queens, but by men and women.
In other words, we got drunk and invented America."
I'm a big fan of privacy. Turns out, so are most of my undergrads. This is a very big change from even 5 years ago. Still have a few that argue that companies have to make money somehow and I throw the CONSENT word back at them.
Anyway, spent the morning making slides from this article on the patents that Walmart has to improve surveillance pricing. Not nice times, but we should know about this.
Before you say that all of this is disclosed in Walmart's privacy statements, keep in mind that Walmart serves people in food deserts (that Walmart created) and a lot of people have no alternative.
Time to fess up: I sold America short. My inner Eeyore thought we had become "Amurka", or MAGAtstan, that we were too far gone to come back. And I believed the polls, the ones which assured us that most races were toss ups, meaning that they would swing Repunk at the end. I couldn't have been more wrong, and I couldn't be happier. As I proceeded through Wed morning, I began to realize that the America I thought we all wanted might just have a chance.
Some Nice Times for the new year: a restoration of the VRA, these new Dems at state level getting rid of the ridiculous laws that ban felons from voting, especially if they have already served their time, new taxes, Medicare for all, abortion for all, cannabis for all, and investigations for all (involved in any way with the Trump admin, including their weak-willed billionaire backers).
OK, kids, don't let the headline throw you off, this is NOT the swan song for Ziggywiggy's Nice Times columns. Sometimes a nostalgic song is just a nostalgic song.
Also too, if you left an off-topic comment in the Book Club comments section, please copy it over here if you want people to see it. I'ma delete off-topic comments at the Book Club around 2 EST
Yes I was saying good riddance to those Republicans who lost last week.
Could Dana White be the Dan Sullivan of press secretaries ? . . .
I really cannot see any other option.
My nice times is this grilled ham & cheese sandwich and tomato soup I am having for lunch.
Soul Sibling!!
(I just had the same thing for lunch. it was yummy)
Everybody ready for Ross Douthat's hard hitting interview with TFG tonight on Bari Weiss's My Weekly Reader TV? First question: will TFG rip all the gold shit off the Oval Office walls and take it to the bunker?
I'm completely prepared to not tune-in.
Sunday is kind of nice like that
I got kicked out of the living room for laughing too loudly at Harriet Tubman, just saying.
That is some funny shit
*sits next to you*
I don't know that Steve guy, but we've observed many of the same things. I haven't moved residence often, but when I do, when scouting a prospective neighborhood, I look for signs of Lesbians. It's never failed me. Houses in good shape and not overpriced. A general level of safety in the neighborhood. People who will shovel each others' walks if it snowed overnight and they got up early. People who will lend you tools at least once, and if you're punctual about returning them, anytime.
And people like tacos.
The Crews of Hamiltonstan also like tacos!
I live in what's apparently the middle-aged lesbian center of the city.
And has I believe the oldest lesbian bar in the city.
People tell me that bar opening in the 70's was the beginning of the neighborhood turning around, it used to be pretty rough.
The frequent cutaways in the video is proof that he can only hold the deadpan but so long before having to laugh.
when I was in college, I asked my friend Amy how she spots lesbians. she said she looks for girls with short fingernails.
Driving Subaru Foresters.
“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey
Buddy, they banned laudinum, there's only so much a body can do...
Skullduggery? Headline of the day : Via Newsweek
"Georgia House Seat Flips After Votes Found on Memory Card"
A memory card with enough Republican votes to flip back a state house seat that appeared to be won by a Democrat by 58 votes to a Republican 262 vote victory just showed up late in Seminole county. How? Why? Sec. Of State Raffensperger promises an investigation.
This should be closely watched.
Possibly, but to what end? Does this change the majority in their state house?
No, but it could indicate illegal efforts by Seminole County officials. They were a questionable crew in 2020. If successful this time it might prove to be a future election rigging tactic elsewhere in the state.
Even if it doesn’t change the overall majority, we have to be on the lookout for shenanigans. Lest other memory cards suddenly “appear” in other closely contested elections.
I meant to what end would they pull this trick? It doesn't seem to get them much.
Check every vote!
How fortuitous. Speaking of “Drunk History,” I’m currently working on a 250th U.S. anniversary historical display entitled 𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗖𝗔: 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗥𝗨𝗠 𝗕𝗨𝗜𝗟𝗧.
Rum was the central economic powerhouse, social lubricant, and political catalyst of daily life in colonial America. By 1770, ports like Boston and other New England hubs imported massive amounts of cheap Caribbean molasses to fuel over 140 domestic distilleries making about 5 million gallons of rum - called “liquid gold” - annually. That was in addition to the 4 million gallons of rum imported from the Caribbean each year. Because hard currency was scarce in the colonies, rum frequently served as actual currency or wages for tradesmen, sailors, and laborers.
Colonial men over age 15 drank an estimated average of three pints of distilled beverages weekly - almost four gallons of hard liquor each year - plus daily cider and beer, according to taste and means.
IIRC, the "coffee break" started out as the "whiskey break." And was partially what Prohibition was reacting to.
3 pints is 48 oz. Times 52 weeks in a year, that makes 2496 ounces. Which is more like 19.5 gallons.
If it's not very potent distilled stuff, that could be four gallons of pure alcohol per year. But probably more like eight gallons.
The author Stephen Grasse points out:
"Before Democracy, there were spirits, and from spirits we created taverns, and it was in those taverns that we laid out the blueprint for a new kind of country, with a new kind of ideology, not ruled by kings and queens, but by men and women.
In other words, we got drunk and invented America."
Almost four gallons of hard liquor a year?
Light-weights.
yeah, but you drank 'small beer' all day because the water might kill you
And hard cider. And ale.
(and Newport was the "rum capitol of the world" once upon a time around that time)
Also a central port for the transatlantic slave trade, as I recall.
I'm a big fan of privacy. Turns out, so are most of my undergrads. This is a very big change from even 5 years ago. Still have a few that argue that companies have to make money somehow and I throw the CONSENT word back at them.
Anyway, spent the morning making slides from this article on the patents that Walmart has to improve surveillance pricing. Not nice times, but we should know about this.
https://groundworkcollaborative.org/work/the-walmart-watchtower/
Before you say that all of this is disclosed in Walmart's privacy statements, keep in mind that Walmart serves people in food deserts (that Walmart created) and a lot of people have no alternative.
CALLEY MEANS: I think he had severe poor advice from people who treated him like a baby
BRENNAN: The president's staff treats him like a baby?
MEANS: Of course!
https://bsky.app/profile/atrupar.com/post/3mzssv25gnr25
So we really are living in the Star Trek Patterns Of Force episode with Trump as the drugged leader and Stephen Miller as his manipulator...
Yeah, as if Trump would take GOOD advice.
James Talafreako (for real) showed up on SNL to interrupt James Austin Johnson as Trump. Nice!
Cold open w/Talarico, 6:48
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Bl6gav2Ofg
Time to fess up: I sold America short. My inner Eeyore thought we had become "Amurka", or MAGAtstan, that we were too far gone to come back. And I believed the polls, the ones which assured us that most races were toss ups, meaning that they would swing Repunk at the end. I couldn't have been more wrong, and I couldn't be happier. As I proceeded through Wed morning, I began to realize that the America I thought we all wanted might just have a chance.
Some Nice Times for the new year: a restoration of the VRA, these new Dems at state level getting rid of the ridiculous laws that ban felons from voting, especially if they have already served their time, new taxes, Medicare for all, abortion for all, cannabis for all, and investigations for all (involved in any way with the Trump admin, including their weak-willed billionaire backers).
Do we also get tiny flags?
I think this country has more than enough flags already. The only thing we have more of is guns.
I'd settle for a tiny umbrella.
Or a ten-inch pianist and a tiny piano.
Must qualify as Nice Times: Musk's Wank Panzer is ending production.
My only regret is that 20 years from now there will sad nerds who try and claim they are cool and a collectable classic.
While parked next to an Edsel and a Corvair.
Hey! The Corvair was cool!
The Edsel... Meh.
A Tucker, now that's a cool rare car!
What better way to celebrate than Grandma's Oatmeal Cookies with Butterscotch Chips?
Ingredients
¾ cup butter, softened
¾ cup white sugar
¾ cup packed brown sugar
2 large eggs
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 ¼ cups all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
½ teaspoon salt
3 cups rolled oats
1 ⅔ cups butterscotch chips
Directions
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C).
Beat butter, white sugar, and brown sugar together in a large bowl with an electric mixer until light and fluffy.
Add eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition. Beat in vanilla.
Stir together flour, baking soda, cinnamon, and salt in a separate bowl. Gradually add flour mixture to butter mixture and mix until blended.
Mix in oats and butterscotch chips until combined.
Drop dough by teaspoonfuls onto an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake in the preheated oven until the edges begin to brown, 8 to 10 minutes.
Should make approx 48 cookies! YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Those sound lovely.
The butterscotch chips take it to a higher level! 🥳
Decadent!