Just arrived back here after a couple of 2-3 hours trying to get Mr. Goat to et some fud, on Day 7 of 'not hungry'. Some success with one chicken thigh with some jerk sauce and homemade blue cheese to go with. And I've got him pretty well addicted these days to watching MasterChef, MasterChef Jr., and Next Level Chef in the post 9:00 pm evenings. Very light, fun stuff which I adore.
That being said, bless you Zig for this writeup tonight. It's as if you read my mind, friend.
*slurps the remainder of bargain Pinot Grigio*
And now, back to our regularly scheduled insanity.
So the Donvict proclaimed his gladness about Mueller’s death. Think he’s on to the global fireworks celebration that will ensue when he finally kicks the bucket? What an evil lowlife piece of shit this planet would have been better off without ever existed. He should be the poster boy of the necessity of abortions.
I'm fretted. Not like a guitar. I'm ... I've encountered a situation that I can't fix, or do much of anything about. So I'm here to offload.
I picked up a hitchhiker. She was probably somewhere in her twenties, dressed okay to be outside for an hour or two in this weather--maybe Asked her before she got in where she was headed, and she said, "I'll go as far as you're going." I told her I advised against that, but I could take her to a better place to catch a ride. She's trying to get across the state, nearly 400 miles. It's past sunset here. It was nearly 40 below last night with the windchill.
I took her to the spot I recommended. Gas station about a five minute walk, even for her, one leg cut off looked like just below or above the knee, on crutches. I told her that there was a streetlight there, so people would see her from a ways away, a good place for traffic to pull over, and she could always go inside and get warmed up, have some coffee or a hamburger. People making the run down the highway tonight would be filling up, see her.
She said, "Don't worry, I'm a professional." No, you're not. If you really knew what you were doing, you would be listening to the advice of someone who knew the lay of the land. You would understand that you're not going to walk four hundred miles on crutches tonight. She was definitely not dressed to be stuck outside on the road overnight, and with that attitude--"I'll go as far as you're going"--she stands a good chance of getting dropped off somewhere untenable. If she gets dropped on the side of the road in the dark, people might not see her in time to stop safely. Her gear was not going to keep her warm enough if it gets as cold as it was last night, and she has to go through the mountains. It could be a lot colder.
I advised her to stay put at the intersection where I dropped her, told her it was the safest place, and not take any rides unless they're going all the way through tonight. There should be plenty of truck traffic, and that was a spot where a trucker could stop. She asked again about going as far as I was going, and I told her I advised against it, that it wouldn't be a good place to catch a ride.
I could see her blowing off everything I was saying, and as I pulled away, I saw her setting off walking. The road past where I dropped her is a curvy hill, not a good place for anyone to stop and pick her up.
If she used some common sense, she could likely get a ride. If things go sideways, she'll be dead by morning.
You could call local police/sheriff to say she’s outside, not dressed for the weather. In a small community they should be able to find her, relatively fast compared to a large urban area.
The final score now in from Thalia Is Not Amused's pantry with the Scalloped Potatoes of Yore (26) triumphing over Bubble Gum Concern and Maybe (Boxing Day) by a score of 3-2 with extra mustard.
ICYMI — Ex-Trump White House Lawyer Ty Cobb: “He's a demented narcissist. He rules the country in a very authoritarian manner with the assistance of a cowardly cabinet and even more cowardly Republicans in congress.
The Democrats ain’t so great, either. Our country deserves a moral reckoning with the grievous injuries to democracy apparently from being beholden to warmongers/the Antichrist/fossil fuel/AI interests/crazy rich pedos.
I want to say thank you to everyone for everything y'all have done. It has meant the world and beyond to me.
I have an appointment with my psychiatrist on Monday, and depending on how that appointment goes, I might be spending a couple of days in a hospital. Things are just...that bad. (If you want details, go check my latest Substack post.)
Man, trials motorcycle riders are built different. Insane sense of balance they must have...
https://youtu.be/wiR5rhk8fVg?si=fXU1w0EC86av3zwz
Three Mile Island
Just arrived back here after a couple of 2-3 hours trying to get Mr. Goat to et some fud, on Day 7 of 'not hungry'. Some success with one chicken thigh with some jerk sauce and homemade blue cheese to go with. And I've got him pretty well addicted these days to watching MasterChef, MasterChef Jr., and Next Level Chef in the post 9:00 pm evenings. Very light, fun stuff which I adore.
That being said, bless you Zig for this writeup tonight. It's as if you read my mind, friend.
*slurps the remainder of bargain Pinot Grigio*
And now, back to our regularly scheduled insanity.
So the Donvict proclaimed his gladness about Mueller’s death. Think he’s on to the global fireworks celebration that will ensue when he finally kicks the bucket? What an evil lowlife piece of shit this planet would have been better off without ever existed. He should be the poster boy of the necessity of abortions.
"I love blackjack, ya know? I'm not addicted to gambling, I'm just addicted to sitting in a semi-circle."
- Mitch Hedberg
I'm fretted. Not like a guitar. I'm ... I've encountered a situation that I can't fix, or do much of anything about. So I'm here to offload.
I picked up a hitchhiker. She was probably somewhere in her twenties, dressed okay to be outside for an hour or two in this weather--maybe Asked her before she got in where she was headed, and she said, "I'll go as far as you're going." I told her I advised against that, but I could take her to a better place to catch a ride. She's trying to get across the state, nearly 400 miles. It's past sunset here. It was nearly 40 below last night with the windchill.
I took her to the spot I recommended. Gas station about a five minute walk, even for her, one leg cut off looked like just below or above the knee, on crutches. I told her that there was a streetlight there, so people would see her from a ways away, a good place for traffic to pull over, and she could always go inside and get warmed up, have some coffee or a hamburger. People making the run down the highway tonight would be filling up, see her.
She said, "Don't worry, I'm a professional." No, you're not. If you really knew what you were doing, you would be listening to the advice of someone who knew the lay of the land. You would understand that you're not going to walk four hundred miles on crutches tonight. She was definitely not dressed to be stuck outside on the road overnight, and with that attitude--"I'll go as far as you're going"--she stands a good chance of getting dropped off somewhere untenable. If she gets dropped on the side of the road in the dark, people might not see her in time to stop safely. Her gear was not going to keep her warm enough if it gets as cold as it was last night, and she has to go through the mountains. It could be a lot colder.
I advised her to stay put at the intersection where I dropped her, told her it was the safest place, and not take any rides unless they're going all the way through tonight. There should be plenty of truck traffic, and that was a spot where a trucker could stop. She asked again about going as far as I was going, and I told her I advised against it, that it wouldn't be a good place to catch a ride.
I could see her blowing off everything I was saying, and as I pulled away, I saw her setting off walking. The road past where I dropped her is a curvy hill, not a good place for anyone to stop and pick her up.
If she used some common sense, she could likely get a ride. If things go sideways, she'll be dead by morning.
You could call local police/sheriff to say she’s outside, not dressed for the weather. In a small community they should be able to find her, relatively fast compared to a large urban area.
Eep.
Another longshot is making trouble for 3-seed Arkansas. With a minute and a half to go, 12 seed High Point is only down by 4.
Good game. High point just didn't quite have enough to get past Arkansas
The final score now in from Thalia Is Not Amused's pantry with the Scalloped Potatoes of Yore (26) triumphing over Bubble Gum Concern and Maybe (Boxing Day) by a score of 3-2 with extra mustard.
Place a $500 parlay
Just sent the message to my past self, so it will have been done.
What happened to the gherkins?!
Thank goodness someone is worrying about the gherkins.
Listen, if you ever wanted to preserve epistemology...
Well Sartre came in and argued that existence precedes essence and so, all the hamburgers were denied.
So, hold the pickles, then?
And taste buds.
One would think credenza should be a much cooler word . . .
How about chifferobe? That's a good one.
What’s wrong with credenza?
It's the coolest!
I just realized, I haven't said "good night" around these parts in a while.
Well, good night, Wonks. <3
I would say “Good night, John Boy,” but that’s tv’s The Walton’s. Good night, Random!
🔥
❤️
https://youtu.be/H2fyFumisiU?si=pwn4eCrIKEZZhVG9
The Blizzard
Well listen, ...
Oh, forget it.
You have my attention.
Nope, now you've lost it again.
You pay attention to that guy? I'm just "yeah yeah whatever" with him
And how you got involved in some of his escapades just became a lot clearer.
If he was willing to pay union scale, he might be able to find another wheelman, but no...it all goes to absinthe and lawn darts. Sad really.
And bail.
You might be on to something.
He's not wrong.
I need to be quicker on the draw.
Well obviously.
Peanut butter cookie?
I see.
Already forgotten.
Until I need to remind you of it to get you to do something for me, that is.
What was that again?
The denouement?
I already did.
Ty Cobb has become woke.
The Tennessee Holler
@thetnholler.bsky.social
ICYMI — Ex-Trump White House Lawyer Ty Cobb: “He's a demented narcissist. He rules the country in a very authoritarian manner with the assistance of a cowardly cabinet and even more cowardly Republicans in congress.
https://bsky.app/profile/thetnholler.bsky.social/post/3mhmkw4wgik2t
The Democrats ain’t so great, either. Our country deserves a moral reckoning with the grievous injuries to democracy apparently from being beholden to warmongers/the Antichrist/fossil fuel/AI interests/crazy rich pedos.
Dead baseball player sez whut?
His nephew, from 2 or 3 generations later.
From what I understand the OG TC was an asshole, so…
A different person.
His glory days have passed him by.
Make you feel like a fool boy
Cobb turned anti-Trump a while back, didn't he?
He's been making the rounds on what's left of the lefty media.
I want to say thank you to everyone for everything y'all have done. It has meant the world and beyond to me.
I have an appointment with my psychiatrist on Monday, and depending on how that appointment goes, I might be spending a couple of days in a hospital. Things are just...that bad. (If you want details, go check my latest Substack post.)
I read the post, CK. I'm so sorry you've been put into this corner. Truly. We're here for you. </3
Blame gallbladder.
https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!8aL7!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fmedia_upload%2Fcomment%2Fc1d9e3d4-8402-447c-8e10-ce66722e653f%2Fddd433bc-9951-4676-ab6c-a41ef002aeb7.jpeg
Nick Lowe excuse!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lv6L_JbI03M
I approve of Simba’s cookie choices.
Cookies are good
LF: "Whar cheese?"
https://youtu.be/dvfSZKddwdM?si=J-9Ul8XJuSaEQ6mn
Twister