Thingy

  Here they come, people. The little humans will be getting out of school for summer vacation. I come from a poor family (I see three songs already, here) so my sisters and I did nothing for three months. There was an occasional trip to the cottage in Wauconda or Diamond Lake in Mundelein, but that was only when the temperature reached into the 90's. Sometimes, someone would get a baseball game going or a marathon Monopoly game started. Otherwise, we were left to our own imaginations. I was terribly jealous of our neighbors who set off for Florida or the Ozarks for their annual holiday. I begged my girlfriend to sneak me in their station wagon one year.  Summer camp was something the affluent kids got to do. I actually felt sorry for them because I would not have done well away from home. I got homesick with one night sleepovers so I couldn't imagine weeks away. I assume there is loads of activities to keep the rugrats occupied such as crafts, swimming, races, food... you know...

  Yikes! She looks like an SS blackshirt, ready to take someone out. Not a good look, Erika. Well, it looks like the widow Kirk's fifteen minutes are nearly over. She realizes she's not the chosen one, that she can never replace her dead husband in the role of racist, misogynist, white supremacist. She would go against the bro code which is to have the little woman in the kitchen and the bedroom, not the next prophet who will lead the incel tribe to victory.  Stanley Kubrick was a nut. His daughter is a fallen nut from the tree. She's a Trump supporter and an Erika critic. She claims Kirk is a spy or something. It's just a way to get her out of TP, the club for wannabe Nazis.  Erika has been snubbing JD lately, refusing to take part in their public get togethers. Poor girl. Charlie would not be happy the way people are treating his widow. I doubt he'd be happy the way his baby, TP, is being run into the ground either. Damn women. They ruin everything.  Get back in t...

  I'm not sure if Banksy has explained the significance of the recent statue that had been stealthily erected in the middle of the night in London. The idea of art is to find your own interpretation. So, here is mine. "There are none so blind as those who will not see." - John Heywood. It certainly seems to fit what we are witnessing  today- the MAGA mentality, who voted for a man they believe exemplifies patriotism, who truly epitomizes of the American flag waver. "One nation, under God..." People choose to see only what they want to see and this phenomenon is nothing new. I became interested in reading about eight Germans who snuck onto American soil via u-boats during WWII after reading another book, "Shadow Divers," by Robert Kurson. It's about a group of deep sea divers who find a German u-boat at the bottom of the Atlantic near New Jersey in the early 90's. It took them seven years to identify its long held secrets. I found it absolutely ...

  They stood behind Trump for twenty-two minutes. They never said a word. The orange man talked about himself and how he's in excellent shape and sound of mind, very intelligent. They could suit him up tomorrow and he's ready to go. I'm not sure why people who have done something so amazing fuck it up to stand behind an asshole who has zero interest in them. These astronauts, the women's tennis team, the jockey hockey misogynist dopes.  Why?  I was feeling nostalgic for a brief time because I felt like my happy self when watching the astronauts go around the moon in early April. In these past few years where I am mentally exhausted I nearly cried because for a few moments it was beautiful to see something so humanly amazing. There was no hate, anger or divisiveness. It was people, doing their jobs, loving the moment, all without rancor or animosity. We were witnessing the best of humanity. It felt really good to watch four people who seemed to care and respect each othe...

  Temu. I've been there. I've also been to Ali Express where I bought the cutest handbag that looked like a train because I was taking a train trip. Clever me. Until.... As I sat in my roomette on the train to Seattle, I couldn't help notice a weird smell. It wasn't until I was in my hotel room and searching for something in my bag, I found the smell. It was a mouse, oh so very dead. In fact, so dead it was nearly as flat as a piece of paper, but it was a mouse because it smelled like death. I never bought from Ali Express again. My last purchase from Temu was probably my last, although I rarely have an issue with the product itself. My last purchase was a bead painting kit, a big one which will take months to do even though it's already ruined. (Environmental impact statement here!! If I have leftover beads I make another craft using resin so these tiny things don't enter our brains, but it's another conundrum I must face) The kit came inside a plastic bag....

  "I em veddy angwy an wheel not have deez peeple of deez country mock me furder." - paid escort and first trophy wife, Melania.  Like Cher and Whoopie she goes by her first name only. Michael Wolff claims she is starting to break off the Trump orange tit and consider her future which is to be a brand name. Nothing more. Like the Kardashians who are vapid, plastic blobs of meaningless existence, Melania wants that as well.  Wolff does admit he doesn't understand their relationship. Is it merely a contract between two soulless and brainless opportunists, or do they actually care about each other? We will know shortly whether Wolff's anti-slapp lawsuit will go ahead and where, which is crucial. That could be why Melania is panicking lately. She will have to testify under oath, which means nothing to her, but Wolff can also subpoena her family and surrounding lackeys.  There has to be a reason she's busting out of orange man's arms. She's been practicing her ...