Wow, I hadn't seen any pictures of Becca's kiddo in so long that I've forgotten her name...Donna Rose? Anyway, my point is that she somehow got even cuter, which I didn't think was possible.
Think I'll order a few to be drop shipped to my kid's house so that when we fly back to Seattle at the end of May I can apply them for HONK! Fest West and be even cooler than a regular sousaphone player. I might even hold back a Nancy ride or die tat so I can piss off my brother in law when we go to an Eastern Washington wedding later in June.
Some nice lady that wants me to "take action against the erosion of DEI in our schools."
Rebecca's tattoos.
All noble endeavors, I'm sure. But you know that old joke that ends "It's hard to remember that your job is to drain the swamp when you're up to your ass in alligators."
So, my comment is it can be hard to allocate bucks to "Outlaw guns, help DEI and get a new tat" when you're wallet is already obligated to Pres. Biden, Sen. Casey, Sen. Tester, Sen. Sherrod Brown and a host of others. With more to be added later.
One of those - Sandy Hook, I think - was naive enough to have sent an email to which I could reply and I did so. Politely I hope. And I explained that while I sympathized with their plight and their agenda that me sending them 10-25-50 bucks, whatever I can afford, wouldn't make a damned bit of difference if we don't get the maximum number of Democrats elected as we possibly can.
So send me another dunning email in November. Or don't, depending on what happens on Nov 5th.
I had been lurking for a while, but I finally signed up with IntenseDebate (!!!) so that I could offer my congratulations on Rebecca and Andrew's wedding. 💞
Turned on the coffee pot, sat back down on the couch, but then something didn't sound right. I stagger into the kitchen to find that I didn't put the coffee pot IN the coffee maker. 3 dish towels and 20 minutes later, I now have caffeine. Sure, my brain is functioning at peak capacity today, why do you ask?
My coffee is a manual single-shot espresso pump, which you would think would be hard to fuck up. But no, sometimes, since I have to do a shot for myself and a shot for my wife, I forget to put the coffee grind catcher back in the coffee grinder between grinding shots. Fortunately, that just means sweeping coffee grinds into a container.
I get everything prepared the night before, so all I have to do is push a button. My brain doesn't function well enough to make coffee first thing in the morning!
That's the old Mr. Coffee-type. I have made all the possible errors with the Bialetti, also. This is why Mr. V puts preps my Bialietti so all I have to do is turn on the burner. It's really safer for everyone :)
I once tried to use a coffee maker but, winging it, I neglected to put in the filter. Water exploded all over the place. I have not touched a coffee maker since then, which was 50 years ago.
I remember the images of her cuddled in Mika's arms on "Morning Joe" when she was still just a swaddled babe, and an absolutely adorable picture of her wearing flowered footie jammies wiggling on her tummy and smiling widely.
And I was SO absolutely honored when a few years ago when Wonkette visited Audobon Park here in Spokane and the then ever gracious just barely four years old Miss Donna Rose offered me the grand tour of the former Wonkebago motor home.
Ta, Rebecca. Donna Rose looks terrific with her Baby WonKitte temporary tattoo.
Wow, I hadn't seen any pictures of Becca's kiddo in so long that I've forgotten her name...Donna Rose? Anyway, my point is that she somehow got even cuter, which I didn't think was possible.
What, no Dark Brandon?
I'll order a "Katie" when I get off the work computer.
Think I'll order a few to be drop shipped to my kid's house so that when we fly back to Seattle at the end of May I can apply them for HONK! Fest West and be even cooler than a regular sousaphone player. I might even hold back a Nancy ride or die tat so I can piss off my brother in law when we go to an Eastern Washington wedding later in June.
*rubs hands together and twirls moustache*
Don't forget to wear them to the PDX Wonkmeet in July.
Sadly, we'll be back in Spain by then. Would love to see all you lovely people.
Oh, your brother in-law is going to love that!
I love these, great idea! I was wondering if there are any real Wonkette tattoos out there?
Putting in another request for Wonkette kitten hats.
And a Dark Brandon temp tat!
I second that!
Oh good, you have way more clout around here than I!
Ugh! Trump shot glass. Harumph! Shoult be a dart board cover or better yet, target practice bullseye.
Makes a great urine specimen collection cup!
They did experiment with advertisements on urinal blacksplash inserts. I don't believe they went over well.
Ah yes, Con we get the oeange meth ogre to use it🤪
"Orange meth ogre," brilliant
and I still can't type😆
Me neither :)
Sandy Hook.
Parkland.
Some nice lady that wants me to "take action against the erosion of DEI in our schools."
Rebecca's tattoos.
All noble endeavors, I'm sure. But you know that old joke that ends "It's hard to remember that your job is to drain the swamp when you're up to your ass in alligators."
So, my comment is it can be hard to allocate bucks to "Outlaw guns, help DEI and get a new tat" when you're wallet is already obligated to Pres. Biden, Sen. Casey, Sen. Tester, Sen. Sherrod Brown and a host of others. With more to be added later.
One of those - Sandy Hook, I think - was naive enough to have sent an email to which I could reply and I did so. Politely I hope. And I explained that while I sympathized with their plight and their agenda that me sending them 10-25-50 bucks, whatever I can afford, wouldn't make a damned bit of difference if we don't get the maximum number of Democrats elected as we possibly can.
So send me another dunning email in November. Or don't, depending on what happens on Nov 5th.
Unfortunately all my bodily real estate is crinkley and crunchy. sad face
Isn't everybody's?
I hope my arm doesn't make OHJB look even older!
*snorts*
I just ordered four!
Confirmation e-mail:
𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘺, "𝘑𝘐𝘔𝘔𝘠! 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯!" 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 "𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺" 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘶𝘴, 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶!
Hard to believe that I've been lurking here since that elegant person was < 1 years old. Which reminds me, I am old.
I had been lurking for a while, but I finally signed up with IntenseDebate (!!!) so that I could offer my congratulations on Rebecca and Andrew's wedding. 💞
Turned on the coffee pot, sat back down on the couch, but then something didn't sound right. I stagger into the kitchen to find that I didn't put the coffee pot IN the coffee maker. 3 dish towels and 20 minutes later, I now have caffeine. Sure, my brain is functioning at peak capacity today, why do you ask?
Ah, but have you started the popcorn popper without putting the lid on first? That one's fun.
My coffee is a manual single-shot espresso pump, which you would think would be hard to fuck up. But no, sometimes, since I have to do a shot for myself and a shot for my wife, I forget to put the coffee grind catcher back in the coffee grinder between grinding shots. Fortunately, that just means sweeping coffee grinds into a container.
I get everything prepared the night before, so all I have to do is push a button. My brain doesn't function well enough to make coffee first thing in the morning!
I have screwed up coffee in the following ways:
- put the water in twice
- put the filter in and forgot the coffee
- didn't push the pot in far enough, coffee flood
- put in no water.
That's the old Mr. Coffee-type. I have made all the possible errors with the Bialetti, also. This is why Mr. V puts preps my Bialietti so all I have to do is turn on the burner. It's really safer for everyone :)
I once tried to use a coffee maker but, winging it, I neglected to put in the filter. Water exploded all over the place. I have not touched a coffee maker since then, which was 50 years ago.
How is Miss D.R. so grown up now? I remember when she was a wee babby appearing on Morning Joe!
I remember the images of her cuddled in Mika's arms on "Morning Joe" when she was still just a swaddled babe, and an absolutely adorable picture of her wearing flowered footie jammies wiggling on her tummy and smiling widely.
And I was SO absolutely honored when a few years ago when Wonkette visited Audobon Park here in Spokane and the then ever gracious just barely four years old Miss Donna Rose offered me the grand tour of the former Wonkebago motor home.
She is a vivacious hostess like her mum.
(THEY WILL NOT BE BACKWARDS ONCE YOU STICK THEM TO YOUR SKIN!)
Except in the universe where Spock sports a goatee. Which I think we're in.
In the past I've referred to tatoos as "a personal reminder of a temporary feeling". Full disclosure, I have several tatoos.
Without fear of contradiction I can honestly say that these tatoos are "a temporary reminder of a permanent feeling".
I suspect the cleavage is extra tho, no?
Good on ya, Trix.
I actually really like a lot of people's tattoos. I consider them art.
Yeah, not going to do it.
I won't pay for a tat, but thought about buying a kit and letting my wife practice on me. She draws pretty.