Democratic primary in Connecticut opens Monday. They have Ned Lamont, the current governor, and a challenger Josh Elliott, a younger person. I suspect Ned will win the primary and go on to curb stomp whatever republican dipshit MAGA chud is running.
It's very telling that I don't even know what the *name* of the corrupt MAGA dingleberry republican is.
Well dang, this doesn't happen very often. I just had a gentleman in my shop and he bought 4 different LPs for $950.00!! I'll be eating dinner tonight.
Normally if I'm going to the bank, I'll walk one way and hop the bus back--it's maybe 20 minutes on foot and about 4 stops on the bus--but it's pouring down so I decided to ride both ways. (Actually I more often than not walk both ways if the weather is decent)
The downside is there's a small window if you need to ride both ways...
The northbound was early and I got in & out of the bank fast so I barely had to wait for the southbound, so what would've been a 45 minute chore has been completed in 30.
And...more importantly, I checked the mail and I have a letter informing me that Ohio Job & Family Services cancelled my Medicaid last month in error, which was supposed to take effect yesterday, and I am reinstated.
We'll see if the rest of my rare Saturday off continues to work out...
I always change into day clothes in the morning when I head to work. I am work from home now, so I wear shorts and a t-shirt. In the office days, I dressed super nice.
In the office: corduroys (which are basically jeans, but made out of corded cotton instead of denim, so comfy, yet not too casual) and a button down shirt. In the hot weather, shorts for the commute & change at the office).
My son works from home full time. He always dresses for the office anyway with a tie and whatnot. When I worked from home, shorts and a t-shirt would have been a flex goal. PJs was more like it.
For 25 years, my work uniform was Ariat boots or Sperry Topsiders, depending on the day, Levis and either a YSL dress shirt and tie or Ralph Lauren button down dress shirt with tie.
At 74, Anatoliy Paduka hardly leaves his home in Odesa, Ukraine, except to walk his little dog around the neighborhood of blocky 1960s apartment buildings and produce vendors. As he passes by, people often follow him with their gaze. His whimsical hats and patterned neck scarves stand out against the backdrop of gray hopelessness and dull fatigue — and the familiar wail of air-raid sirens — that permeate our city in southern Ukraine.
“Sometimes I think you need two hearts to survive this, because one human heart could explode,” Mr. Paduka told me, speaking about the emotional toll wrought by four years of war.
Members of Mr. Paduka’s generation started their lives during or in the aftermath of World War II and are now living their sunset years amid the largest conflict that Europe has known since. The thought that it takes a span of only one human life to forget a catastrophe and sleepwalk into another one shakes my hope for a better future.
But then I see Mr. Paduka and many others his age who dress up in the face of this horror, showing their determination to carry on despite all the blows of history they have endured. It’s as if they are mocking our hopelessness and daring life to surprise them with anything else it can throw their way. As long as you look fancy, you are not recoiling....
A Bosnian refugee once told me this was one way people maintained their morale during the siege of Sarajevo. He couldn't believe Americans would go to the grocery store in sweatpants.
I was looking through some old pictures with my son the other day. I was shocked and embarrassed by how poorly I dressed back in my 30's and 40's. And that mustache, what was I thinking?!? I'm determined to do better. And no more bluejeans!
Hell, there are Americans who go to the store in their PJs or bathing suits. I get the desire to be comfortable, but I don't want to look like weirdo in public.
I'm in tears laughing so hard... shamelessly copied in its entirety from Jeff Teidrich:
"Atheists, imagine you’re a famous baseball player and are about to bat the winning hit. Accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian baby at you. Would you still hit the baby out of the stadium and win millions, or spare the Christian baby?
I have to say, I’m fucking loving this hypothetical — especially the part where the pitcher accidentally throws a Christian baby.
how does that work? imagine that you’re a pitcher. you go into your windup, and as you grasp what you expect to be the baseball, you realize, ‘holy shit, that’s not a ball. that’s a baby. how the hell did that thing get in there?’ and, because apparently you’re keenly attuned to these things, as the baby leaves your hand, you go, ‘oh fuck, that’s a Christian baby.’
Now, imagine you’re the batter. you watch the Christian baby leave the pitcher’s hand, and, from the infant’s rotation, you instinctively realize that you’ve been thrown a curvebaby — and it’s right down the middle of the plate.
dude, that shit’s right in your wheelhouse.
so, what do you do?
now, if it were me, I’d swing as hard as I could, and smack that little bro a country mile — because nothing’s going to happen to it. come on, it’s a Christian baby. you know that Charlie Kirk, astride his horse, is going to save it with one of his flaming arrows"
Well, what's the spin rate? The velocity? A hanging breaking pitch is a hanging breaking pitch, whether a ball or a Christian baby. You don't stay in The Show letting those get past you.
The Mondrian Line knock offs are still my fav style to wear. I am 60 and have been wearing variations of this dress since I was 15. If I can find one with pockets I am overjoyed.
God damn it, I just want to sit on my couch with my dog on my lap and watch Smurfs (Jokey is my favorite and Grouchy after him) and hang out with you guys.
Instead I have actual stuff to do. Leaving Termite with a friend for the night 😭😭😭 which means my drive to TX will be lonely but bringing him means adding 40 minutes to the already long drive. I hate being separated from my dog.
Smurfs!!!! LMAO!!! I *loved* them when I was a kid and my partner just gave me shit for buying a Smurfs DLC a couple of weeks ago for a VR Roller coaster on my VR headset, LOL!!!!!!
I've wanted to go to The Smurf Village since I was a kid (and I used to look in my closet sometimes thinking I would open the closet door and I would see The Smurf Village and could go there, LOL!!!!!!).
From what I understand you may be certain of that. It has been reiterated more than once that the Depraved Despot smells like death warmed over in direct sun on the curb in late August.
Foul, gag-inducung odor that offends and overwhelms entirely.
Democratic primary in Connecticut opens Monday. They have Ned Lamont, the current governor, and a challenger Josh Elliott, a younger person. I suspect Ned will win the primary and go on to curb stomp whatever republican dipshit MAGA chud is running.
It's very telling that I don't even know what the *name* of the corrupt MAGA dingleberry republican is.
Yves Saint Laurent serves crudités at his fancy parties in the Hamptons, and he comes out of the bathroom with a little spot below his zipper.
This is about video games, but this is not about video games.
https://www.youtube.com/shorts/7HVjGP2Qh7k
This is about how capitalism, if it can't kill you with a million-dollar hospital bill, will kill you with the cuts of thousand nickels and dimes.
As long as they get the money, no fucks are given.
I loved Jim Carroll. And it's Jerry Garcia's birthday as well.
My favorite by him is “Three Sisters.”
https://youtu.be/ITm_IA1q3F8?si=EhkKCe545rX1qKc1
Well dang, this doesn't happen very often. I just had a gentleman in my shop and he bought 4 different LPs for $950.00!! I'll be eating dinner tonight.
Salute, comrade! Simply superb!
What did he get?
First pressings from John Coltrane, Art Blakey, Anthrax and The Stooges
Which Anthrax?
A man of taste.
(But I don't know from Anthrax.)
Please keep the record store stories coming!
Magnificent selections, all!
Nice. I'm down with all of that except Anthrax.
Well, so far it's been a fortuitous day...
Normally if I'm going to the bank, I'll walk one way and hop the bus back--it's maybe 20 minutes on foot and about 4 stops on the bus--but it's pouring down so I decided to ride both ways. (Actually I more often than not walk both ways if the weather is decent)
The downside is there's a small window if you need to ride both ways...
The northbound was early and I got in & out of the bank fast so I barely had to wait for the southbound, so what would've been a 45 minute chore has been completed in 30.
And...more importantly, I checked the mail and I have a letter informing me that Ohio Job & Family Services cancelled my Medicaid last month in error, which was supposed to take effect yesterday, and I am reinstated.
We'll see if the rest of my rare Saturday off continues to work out...
A pants-free socialite in a swanky restaurant seems like a paleo-Karen moment to me.
I think that Juan knows that something's up?
https://substack.com/profile/155631115-menotsure/note/c-306113865?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=2knpqj
I always change into day clothes in the morning when I head to work. I am work from home now, so I wear shorts and a t-shirt. In the office days, I dressed super nice.
In the office: corduroys (which are basically jeans, but made out of corded cotton instead of denim, so comfy, yet not too casual) and a button down shirt. In the hot weather, shorts for the commute & change at the office).
WFH: underwear and something up top.
My son works from home full time. He always dresses for the office anyway with a tie and whatnot. When I worked from home, shorts and a t-shirt would have been a flex goal. PJs was more like it.
People act differently when they're dressed up. They hold themselves differently. Lots of nonverbal communication going on, even internally.
For 25 years, my work uniform was Ariat boots or Sperry Topsiders, depending on the day, Levis and either a YSL dress shirt and tie or Ralph Lauren button down dress shirt with tie.
I miss it. God, I was dapper.
"I don't want Fop, goddamn it! I'm a Dapper Dan man!"
You could really be a Beau Brummel baby if you just gave it half a chance.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3817PaO9Sg
"(yes, I saw The Basketball Diaries, but I was like, 12 or something at the time)"
The book is really good.
𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐔𝐩 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞
At 74, Anatoliy Paduka hardly leaves his home in Odesa, Ukraine, except to walk his little dog around the neighborhood of blocky 1960s apartment buildings and produce vendors. As he passes by, people often follow him with their gaze. His whimsical hats and patterned neck scarves stand out against the backdrop of gray hopelessness and dull fatigue — and the familiar wail of air-raid sirens — that permeate our city in southern Ukraine.
“Sometimes I think you need two hearts to survive this, because one human heart could explode,” Mr. Paduka told me, speaking about the emotional toll wrought by four years of war.
Members of Mr. Paduka’s generation started their lives during or in the aftermath of World War II and are now living their sunset years amid the largest conflict that Europe has known since. The thought that it takes a span of only one human life to forget a catastrophe and sleepwalk into another one shakes my hope for a better future.
But then I see Mr. Paduka and many others his age who dress up in the face of this horror, showing their determination to carry on despite all the blows of history they have endured. It’s as if they are mocking our hopelessness and daring life to surprise them with anything else it can throw their way. As long as you look fancy, you are not recoiling....
Gift link:
https://www.nytimes.com/2026/03/22/opinion/fashion-odesa-ukraine-war.html?unlocked_article_code=1.2FA.sYd6.L7wZMdRJg7RK&smid=url-share
Blessed be these brave, beautiful people.
Slava Ukraine. Geroyum slava.
A Bosnian refugee once told me this was one way people maintained their morale during the siege of Sarajevo. He couldn't believe Americans would go to the grocery store in sweatpants.
We Yanks have become too entirely sloppy and lost any pride in our appearance. It's embarrassing and just downright shameful.
I was looking through some old pictures with my son the other day. I was shocked and embarrassed by how poorly I dressed back in my 30's and 40's. And that mustache, what was I thinking?!? I'm determined to do better. And no more bluejeans!
Hell, there are Americans who go to the store in their PJs or bathing suits. I get the desire to be comfortable, but I don't want to look like weirdo in public.
I've seen people shopping in their PJs. They look sloppy and unkempt.
I am not impressed.
Sweet.
I'm in tears laughing so hard... shamelessly copied in its entirety from Jeff Teidrich:
"Atheists, imagine you’re a famous baseball player and are about to bat the winning hit. Accidentally, the pitcher tosses a Christian baby at you. Would you still hit the baby out of the stadium and win millions, or spare the Christian baby?
I have to say, I’m fucking loving this hypothetical — especially the part where the pitcher accidentally throws a Christian baby.
how does that work? imagine that you’re a pitcher. you go into your windup, and as you grasp what you expect to be the baseball, you realize, ‘holy shit, that’s not a ball. that’s a baby. how the hell did that thing get in there?’ and, because apparently you’re keenly attuned to these things, as the baby leaves your hand, you go, ‘oh fuck, that’s a Christian baby.’
Now, imagine you’re the batter. you watch the Christian baby leave the pitcher’s hand, and, from the infant’s rotation, you instinctively realize that you’ve been thrown a curvebaby — and it’s right down the middle of the plate.
dude, that shit’s right in your wheelhouse.
so, what do you do?
now, if it were me, I’d swing as hard as I could, and smack that little bro a country mile — because nothing’s going to happen to it. come on, it’s a Christian baby. you know that Charlie Kirk, astride his horse, is going to save it with one of his flaming arrows"
🤣
https://www.jefftiedrich.com/p/this-week-in-stupid-august-1-edition
At a certain point for the pitcher it's either throw the Christian baby or take a balk. And if it's a close game...
More importantly, will he sign the baby after the game?
Well, what's the spin rate? The velocity? A hanging breaking pitch is a hanging breaking pitch, whether a ball or a Christian baby. You don't stay in The Show letting those get past you.
I don't think it would go that far.
Depends on the aerodynamics and weight.
You don't want a fat baby.
Well is it an African or a European Christian baby?
Bunt. They won't be expecting that.
or drive a bouncing babby grounder
Is a vegan bouncing babby grounder?
Christian babbies are a dime a dozen. 500-foot dingers are rare as hell!
The Mondrian Line knock offs are still my fav style to wear. I am 60 and have been wearing variations of this dress since I was 15. If I can find one with pockets I am overjoyed.
God damn it, I just want to sit on my couch with my dog on my lap and watch Smurfs (Jokey is my favorite and Grouchy after him) and hang out with you guys.
Instead I have actual stuff to do. Leaving Termite with a friend for the night 😭😭😭 which means my drive to TX will be lonely but bringing him means adding 40 minutes to the already long drive. I hate being separated from my dog.
Smurfs!!!! LMAO!!! I *loved* them when I was a kid and my partner just gave me shit for buying a Smurfs DLC a couple of weeks ago for a VR Roller coaster on my VR headset, LOL!!!!!!
I've wanted to go to The Smurf Village since I was a kid (and I used to look in my closet sometimes thinking I would open the closet door and I would see The Smurf Village and could go there, LOL!!!!!!).
My cat is old and I really try to avoid travelling now because being left alone stresses him out too much.
Tuna-Boy does OK but he'll miss a couple of doses of insulin, which I don't like for him.
This is brilliant.
Horse manure portrait of Donald Trump becomes unlikely hit at Sooke Fine Arts Show
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbTrMwhw47o
The smell would be trumpier if it included hog and chicken poop.
This is in Sooke British Columbia, on the west coast of Vancouver Island west of Victoria. A beautiful place to visit.
Probably smells better than Trump.
From what I understand you may be certain of that. It has been reiterated more than once that the Depraved Despot smells like death warmed over in direct sun on the curb in late August.
Foul, gag-inducung odor that offends and overwhelms entirely.
lol
Horse manure doesn’t smell “that bad”
Trump, on the other hand…
Sometimes it smells "good." Like "good farm smell" "good." I don't know if that makes sense.
Having spent more than a little bit of time around my late Uncle Cecil's cattle herd I know this to be true.
Farm smell always brings back memories of the Coos County Fair.
Art. You just can't keep it in.
It's like cyclosporart.
The only thing better would be if the creator was named Art Fey.
Man, that's even crazier that Piss Christ.
LOL, I remember Rudy G. going crazy over that one!