When I was a little kid, my parents were devoted Republicans. One summer they made me help campaign for George Romney for governor in our heavily Democratic neighborhood. They drove the car down the street while I ran up and handed out campaign fliers. Nothing bad happened to me, aside from one woman snarling "Romney Lover" at me.
I turned out to be not-Republican. I'd never have voted for George, but damnit, he ruined his own presidential candidacy by having the guts to acknowledge that he'd been "brainwashed" by the administration on his fact-finding mission to Vietnam.(Possibly he was just dumb, but I'll take dumb honesty sometimes.) I picture George shaking his head sorrowfully over Mittens.
Are we allowed to be random here? I will take a chance. Bitch has an interesting article with linkage about the "American Dirt" uproar.It's good. The answer is, sure, you can write anything you want, but it damn well better be good.
The Wonkkiddo gives me hope, the somewhat pro bono lawyer gives me hope, all the lovely Caturday photos give me hope, and the commenters here give me hope. My shingles are almost gone (thank you fellow Wonketeers for encouraging me to make haste to the doctor, because you were RIGHT. Of course!) I can see a little sliver of sunshine in all this madness and maybe we are gonna be OK. My kitties are at the kitty hotel this weekend - our house had to be fumigated because fucking Florida. (Termites) Otherwise I'd hit y'all with a Caturday pic. One day soon...Fight on!!!
Donna Rose is some fashionista! Love those looks.
John Prine, is that you?
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When I was a little kid, my parents were devoted Republicans. One summer they made me help campaign for George Romney for governor in our heavily Democratic neighborhood. They drove the car down the street while I ran up and handed out campaign fliers. Nothing bad happened to me, aside from one woman snarling "Romney Lover" at me.
I turned out to be not-Republican. I'd never have voted for George, but damnit, he ruined his own presidential candidacy by having the guts to acknowledge that he'd been "brainwashed" by the administration on his fact-finding mission to Vietnam.(Possibly he was just dumb, but I'll take dumb honesty sometimes.) I picture George shaking his head sorrowfully over Mittens.
Perfect.
Now I am hungry, darn it.
Are we allowed to be random here? I will take a chance. Bitch has an interesting article with linkage about the "American Dirt" uproar.It's good. The answer is, sure, you can write anything you want, but it damn well better be good.
Maybe because I’m currently reading Moving Pictures but this is very Pratchett and I love it.
Fashion editor. It’s in the blood.
I understand on Tuesday morning McTurtle will ask the Senate to name Trumputin as Emperor God.
It warms my cold, unfeeling heart.
Unleash the krakens!
And people thought Reagan was the worst.
Well, she did say, ''Nobody likes him.'' Not exactly reaching out with an olive branch there.
The Wonkkiddo gives me hope, the somewhat pro bono lawyer gives me hope, all the lovely Caturday photos give me hope, and the commenters here give me hope. My shingles are almost gone (thank you fellow Wonketeers for encouraging me to make haste to the doctor, because you were RIGHT. Of course!) I can see a little sliver of sunshine in all this madness and maybe we are gonna be OK. My kitties are at the kitty hotel this weekend - our house had to be fumigated because fucking Florida. (Termites) Otherwise I'd hit y'all with a Caturday pic. One day soon...Fight on!!!