Too bad all those millionaire American corporate types shipped our manufacturing jobs to third world sweatshops decades ago so they could make more money. Looking at you, Tim Apple.
Also, you can't export anything if your overseas markets haven't earned any foreign exchange by selling you their stuff. Or if they also insist on making everything themselves.
Why do you need a machine to clean your floors when you are out of work and have plenty of time to clean your floors? Besides, you can't afford electricity anymore to power a Roomba anyway. And you can't afford to feed a cat to ride around on it.
Okay, did my last 25 x 25 Paint by Numbers puzzle last night, and managed to complete a 40 x 50 one as well--not easy to do when Wee Sammy is hopping all over my arm trying to get me to throw his chew toy so he can bring it back to me--so tonight it's cryptic crosswords. They'll drive you crazy, but it's very satisfying when you finish them.
Take care, you crazy kids, and get in on some of that sweet half-priced Christmas candy while you can. 'night, all, and DFTBA.
Bernice is stressed out about the absurd wind. I gave her half a gabapentin at 9:30, she chilled out a bit, but a strong, loud gust came and freaked her out. I gave her the other half (vet said a whole one could be ok). But she is not slowing down. Good thing I am off this week and can sleep in.
Tomorrow is my kid's birthday. MrsMatt asked me to pick up a can of frosting for his cake from the store.
I will be deep in the cold ground before I voluntarily pay for frosting. I will gladly drop whatever I'm doing and grab my butter and my whisk before I give Duncan-Hines money for a plastic tube of flavored vegetable shortening.
I don't even eat cake, so it probably doesn't matter, but sometimes a man must make a stand on principle. Sometimes, a person has no choice but to draw a line in the sand. Frosting is evidently my line.
A likely story. Just today, Bibi was here to warn everybody about the exigent danger of the Iranian nuclear program. I doubt he'd do that unless it was pretty serious.
My brothers had a 45 of that song and I probably listened to it hundreds of times before I got old enough to start buying my own music. Although before *that* happened, my sister got old enough to buy *her* own music, and I started spending a lot of time listening to her record collection when she wasn't around.
Leavitt is at it again explaining FOTUS's bruised hand being from handshakes- but it's his left hand now. Way back, explained that handshakes wouldn't affect the makeup and bandaged part of the hand anyway. And I found proof. Here is a video clearly showing FOTUS's hands not being touched the so-called handshake bruising.
It wouldn't be a problem if they just said he's old and getting meds injected through his veins. I imagine FOTUS is so vain that he can't stand his own hands and tells staff to make things up to cover for him.
Welp, because of the floods a couple of weeks ago, I transported my comic books to the kids' house, and Heroic DiL's last Christmas gift was delayed. Today, we dropped off the present and returned my comics back home to the Batcave. I could tell that they missed me so.
Grandspud says 'hi', btw.
After that, I unpacked the latest Chewy delivery, washed the dirty dishes and put away the clean ones, revised the remaining budget stuff for the coming month, bought Mrs. Hero some stuff she wanted for dinner (including some half-off Moose Munch, Google it), cleaned the stove top, took care of the trash and recyclables, took a lovely phone call from one of my sisters--my dementia-afflicted mom is being well cared for, tyvm, and I really should give her a call--and gave Mrs. Hero a back-rub.
Not exactly a full rich day, but a relatively uneventful one where stuff got done.
That sounds plenty full and rich to me, amigo. And plenty busy.
Delayed Xmas presents can be fun. Today my sister and I gave presents to our grandspuds*, because they live in the next state and we couldn't get out there until today.
*Actually, our grand-niece and -nephews. Actually, our first cousins twice removed. Actually, just never mind, OK?
No worries--Mrs. Hero has surrogate kids (aka several former students, some of whom are in their 50s now), and three surrogate grand-daughters from Heroic Son's best friend and his wife (who also refer to us as Mom and Dad).
I'm watching the K-drama Extraordinary Attorney Woo. I don't know if it's an accurate portrayal of an autistic person but it is full of cute moments.
https://youtu.be/-SxH9UmyR94
I watched that one -- well, most of it, I think I stopped with about 3 episodes left for some reason and never went back. But I enjoyed it.
Morning all, hope all's well. Along with last night's sunset, have a sunrise. I'm gonna get some coffee.
https://substack.com/profile/156014256-whale-chowder/note/c-193082189?r=2kvxdc&utm_source=notes-share-action&utm_medium=web
FOTUS on how tariffs will benefit American business-
"You gotta make it in America!"
It's hard to make things in America when the company that makes it in America goes bankrupt because of his fucking economic policies.
Bankruptcies soared to a 15-year high in 2025 as companies struggled to cope with Trump’s trade wars
https://news.google.com/read/CBMiwgFBVV95cUxQYTBVNHFCUE4xckpUckpmdGdEd3pQVlRKMk1hVk0wRi16UEpqY3hRbHNLTFZycW5ZcVJfUF9ZeUFHLWk1Z1o5bWZlSG9wTmFzeldkUmZKVlU4Vnkwak5oRFFNT05EQWtvNGVDR1dPMHpOVmVIN2N2UkxRRUFJQ0hfcTJmaV9vN19qUDM1Q3lvSDVfTmlrcl80T2hlTFhtZkliQXktbDhMQkE2TTlVcktUQjdPWFgtNTRpZ090T2FLeXhpUQ?hl=en-US&gl=US&ceid=US%3Aen
Too bad all those millionaire American corporate types shipped our manufacturing jobs to third world sweatshops decades ago so they could make more money. Looking at you, Tim Apple.
He understands international trade as well as he understood the casino business
And home decorating.
He does not understand.
Also, you can't export anything if your overseas markets haven't earned any foreign exchange by selling you their stuff. Or if they also insist on making everything themselves.
Roomba is going under. Roomba riding cats lament.
Why do you need a machine to clean your floors when you are out of work and have plenty of time to clean your floors? Besides, you can't afford electricity anymore to power a Roomba anyway. And you can't afford to feed a cat to ride around on it.
It's hard to make things in America when big business has shipped production off to the cheep labour (read slave wages) countries of the world.
He thinks of he goes full Pol Pot on us that we'll be so impoverished we'll all go back to antiquated forms of labor
Taking the nightsoil out to the fields as fertilizer every morning by bicycle will provide jobs in many Red States
And they ain't bring those production facilities back.
Sort of how when a country loses rights that they once had often don't come back. RvW, anyone?
Business is BOOMING for the bankruptcy industrial complex.
You can't just make that shit happen overnight with fucking tariffs.
Did you know Trump settled 8 wars?
surejan
Started fifteen.
He can't even settle his bowels.
No, I did not, for I continue to insist my information be based in reality.
I heard him say it but hear no one say it or present evidence.
I'm going double or nothing on 16 by the State of the Dis-Union then. Any takers?
Sucker bet.
And won 3 last time.
Okay, did my last 25 x 25 Paint by Numbers puzzle last night, and managed to complete a 40 x 50 one as well--not easy to do when Wee Sammy is hopping all over my arm trying to get me to throw his chew toy so he can bring it back to me--so tonight it's cryptic crosswords. They'll drive you crazy, but it's very satisfying when you finish them.
Take care, you crazy kids, and get in on some of that sweet half-priced Christmas candy while you can. 'night, all, and DFTBA.
You know... midnight marijuana is not bad!
I'm rarely awake at this hour and never smoke this late, but I'm on holiday so I threw caution to the wind and said what the hell.
And since oxygen seems to be my insomnia trigger lately, maybe just maybe...
Midnight Marijuana is also the name of my stoner improv comedy troupe.
Josh Johnson (describing Trump's cankles): "A shoe should not give you a muffin top."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZsApbhG2cRY
I wonder what those trotters look like?
Just imagine those toes!
On second thought... DON'T IMAGINE THOSE TOES!
Bernice is stressed out about the absurd wind. I gave her half a gabapentin at 9:30, she chilled out a bit, but a strong, loud gust came and freaked her out. I gave her the other half (vet said a whole one could be ok). But she is not slowing down. Good thing I am off this week and can sleep in.
My sweet Blossy hated the wind... it reminded her of thunderstorms I guess.
As a golfer, I too hate it, but I gather a bit of peace now because I know she doesn't have to panic each time it blows.
I still hate those damn cargo jets though... I don't care if she can't hear them anymore...
Tomorrow is my kid's birthday. MrsMatt asked me to pick up a can of frosting for his cake from the store.
I will be deep in the cold ground before I voluntarily pay for frosting. I will gladly drop whatever I'm doing and grab my butter and my whisk before I give Duncan-Hines money for a plastic tube of flavored vegetable shortening.
I don't even eat cake, so it probably doesn't matter, but sometimes a man must make a stand on principle. Sometimes, a person has no choice but to draw a line in the sand. Frosting is evidently my line.
Just don't forget the sprinkles.
Cmon it's not just flavored vegetable shortening, there are a lot of essential preservatives in there as well.
And the names of some of them are both pronounceable and less than five syllables long.
With the right nozzle and a steady hand, you can pipe that frosting line straight across that sand.
Iranians are rising up against the terror regime of the Assahollahs.
A likely story. Just today, Bibi was here to warn everybody about the exigent danger of the Iranian nuclear program. I doubt he'd do that unless it was pretty serious.
Why didn't FIFA give Netanyahu a Peace Prize too?
https://youtu.be/JKlSVNxLB-A?si=FhtzGGDj5PBqeuw9
I Am A Rock
Good night everybody. Stay safe, stay sane. Try to stay warm all you happy people.
"I Want Candy", The Strangeloves (you kids get out of here with your Bow Wow Wow version)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OOcnPVdKrs
But Annabel Lewin hoppin and boppin!
It was only a couple of years ago that I learned that this one was a Strangeloves song. I only knew Thee Headcoatees version. Dig the Shindig dancers!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24myc61k9mY
My brothers had a 45 of that song and I probably listened to it hundreds of times before I got old enough to start buying my own music. Although before *that* happened, my sister got old enough to buy *her* own music, and I started spending a lot of time listening to her record collection when she wasn't around.
I found another Shindig clip that included a credits roll, and the host's name was Gene Weed. For reals.
Anyway, here's that Thee Headcoatees version:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DSg1t8UTrbQ
There was a Glen Weed at my high school. Also a Dick Burton and an Elizabeth Taylor. The latter two were never a couple.
Leavitt is at it again explaining FOTUS's bruised hand being from handshakes- but it's his left hand now. Way back, explained that handshakes wouldn't affect the makeup and bandaged part of the hand anyway. And I found proof. Here is a video clearly showing FOTUS's hands not being touched the so-called handshake bruising.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mF_skGOBtk8&pp=ygUWYW5hdG9teSBvZiBhIGhhbmRzaGFrZQ%3D%3D
Clearly leprosy. This is like an episode of House or something. How can it be leprosy? How did the president get leprosy? It's a mystery!
From fucking florida armadildoes.
At least it's not lupus. It's never lupus.
I'm trying to squeeze in as many House episodes as I can before they take it off streaming on the 1st.
He's much more likely to have syphilis.
It wouldn't be a problem if they just said he's old and getting meds injected through his veins. I imagine FOTUS is so vain that he can't stand his own hands and tells staff to make things up to cover for him.
Because needing medical assistance is a sign of weakness to him.
And because he's an idiot.
To Pedo Donnie, the lying is a feature not a bug
With his access to the best of everything, I would think a great special effects expert could just make hand looking gloves for him to wear.
You would think he'd get better at it by now.
That doubletalk splainer from the White House spokesmodel satisfies the MAGA faithful. Mission accomplished.
https://youtu.be/iIOuLc-GArQ?si=NEF0Lh1fYXu4FlNx
Toccata and Funk in D Minor
I can't believe I never heard that. Way better than it should've been.
It is baconzbirth day.
I hope you can appreciate a bit of 90s DC strait edge. If not thats OK. Im playing for me than you.
Baconzoldz.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=RypmptZbZew
An iconic album!
Oh! Well congratulations on another successful circumnavigation of Sol!
Happy B-Day!
I bought an entire keg of beer ("if you buy it...they will come")
Even The Cavemen from Oklahoma won't show up.
And they are my neighbors.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=8SJUKgebGjg&list=RD8SJUKgebGjg&start_radio=1&pp=ygUlVGhlIGNhdmVtZW4gZnJvbSBvYWtsb2hvbWEgdG9vbCBzaGVhZKAHAQ%3D%3D
And they used to play ANYWHERE!!! for a keg of beer in Pittsburgh/Cleveland/Buffalo.
It could be your bedroom!!!!
If it sounds good, it is good. -- Duke Ellington.
Minor Threat.
I have a story about them.
Happy birthday!
Not really happy. I'M 50. Moshing...im oldz. I cant get into "the pit" at a Sub Humans show anymore
Which Subhumans?
All the original members of our local one:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Subhumans_(Canadian_band)
are either over 65 or corpses.
The Brit Subhumans are just a bunch of wankers (and proud of it)
Maybe you can become a zombie and headbang again:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hqby3fCr8Ts
clip from "Zombieland Saga", about a bunch of idols resurrected by a mad scientist to revitalize their prefecture.
https://youtu.be/cVWdbO6FFfw?si=GeBg8mJB9hGAnuSR
Crossword
Welp, because of the floods a couple of weeks ago, I transported my comic books to the kids' house, and Heroic DiL's last Christmas gift was delayed. Today, we dropped off the present and returned my comics back home to the Batcave. I could tell that they missed me so.
Grandspud says 'hi', btw.
After that, I unpacked the latest Chewy delivery, washed the dirty dishes and put away the clean ones, revised the remaining budget stuff for the coming month, bought Mrs. Hero some stuff she wanted for dinner (including some half-off Moose Munch, Google it), cleaned the stove top, took care of the trash and recyclables, took a lovely phone call from one of my sisters--my dementia-afflicted mom is being well cared for, tyvm, and I really should give her a call--and gave Mrs. Hero a back-rub.
Not exactly a full rich day, but a relatively uneventful one where stuff got done.
That sounds plenty full and rich to me, amigo. And plenty busy.
Delayed Xmas presents can be fun. Today my sister and I gave presents to our grandspuds*, because they live in the next state and we couldn't get out there until today.
*Actually, our grand-niece and -nephews. Actually, our first cousins twice removed. Actually, just never mind, OK?
No worries--Mrs. Hero has surrogate kids (aka several former students, some of whom are in their 50s now), and three surrogate grand-daughters from Heroic Son's best friend and his wife (who also refer to us as Mom and Dad).
Family's who you want it to be.
And U went through lotta effort$ to Santa those … beloveds … up Good! 🤩💗💪