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A Foul Stench

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  Haggish is not having a good week. It's enough to drive a man to drink. Instead of looking within to ponder why such horrible things are happening, like nearly getting impeached, to being yelled at by one of his subordinates, he's going to take it out on everyone else. I do hope the brave sentinel who was doing his job is protected. Pete is angry. Anger and incompetence make a volatile combination, one which could blow in several scenarios. He starts drinking heavily again, although I don't know if he's actually stopped. Living with an alcoholic, the pull to drink is strong. Pete is the classic example of someone with an addictive personality. Excessive use of alcohol, cheating, lying, chest thumping, yelling, screaming, deflecting. He's a mess. He has no clue what it is to be a man. Zero. It isn't puffing out the chest, taunting others to come at him, leaving one wife for another, then another. As the faux GI Joe, he should actually read up on protocol. You d...

Orangey Sleepsis Birdy Peepsis

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  Stay with me now. Let's go full on conspiracy theory here. What if Natalie Harp is a spy, Trump's very own honeypot? According to Wiki, Harp was homeschooled, a dead give away that subterfuge is afoot. She has no past until she catches Trump's attention after she profusely thanks him for saving her life because she claims she had cancer, yet there is no evidence Harp ever had cancer. Somehow she has wrangled her way into the orange man's life. She's about as weird as a person can get and you better believe that was her giggling over the phone when Trump called into C-SPAN. Her own brother broke ties with Natalie and their mother when the two wanted to lie about how Natalie's father died, which was by suicide. (Or, was it? 😎) She's also an evangelical, another ruse to sweeten the pot, or plot.  A great MAGA portfolio, the perfect set up to get Trump to notice, especially when she looks a bit like Ivanka, the daughter he'd like to boink. I'm not sur...

Move That Bean!

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  I absolutely adore the Bean in Chicago's Millennium Park. I think it's clever and whimsical and fits right in amongst the great art of Chicago, a city with the best skyline and beautiful architecture. It's been awhile since I've visited the Bean, and I wish I had known about the shenanigans which happened last Sunday. A flyer went out across the Internet inviting folks to gather at the Bean in order to push it seven inches so that a pickle and supplies could be given to the man that has been trapped underneath the sculpture for a few years. I want to meet the person who came up with this idea. I want to meet all 250 people who showed up and actually tried to move the Bean just seven inches. It moved not one inch- not a pinch. That's actually a relief, but unfortunately, the dude with a pickle craving is out of luck.  Gosh, y'all, can you feel the change? The blue wave washed away my anxiety. I've been so chilled and really feeling fantastic these past few ...

Brand Finale

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  Ten years, with seven to be served before a possibility of parole. Seems everyone now has an opinion after Russell Brand received his sentence today. Sides have been established, from those condemning him to others supporting him, claiming there was no actual evidence, just a bunch of disgruntled fans who want attention. There's no point arguing with them. Most are projecting their own behavior.  I did see a post on Bluesky which noted that if anyone jokes about Brand meeting Karma in the otherwise name as Bubba and we wish him a reenactment of what he has done to his victims, they will be blocked.  Hey, fuck you. I am one of those people who would like Brand to know what it feels like to be raped. Too severe? Too cruel? Definitely not woke. A bit hypocritical as well. All of the above. Guess what? I don't care. It's not punishment enough for him to be housed, fed and very likely receive massive perks because that's how the world turns. He claims to be terrified. Good...

Tears Before The Hot Sauce

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  I just love when I can write about the Widow Kirk. I really haven't been paying too much attention to her lately, although recently I've seen her mug blubbering on several media sources. I still didn't care, but then I read some of the headlines where her enemies accuse her of selling hot sauce as she wipes away a dry eye and talks about her dearly departed all in the same sentence. Seriously!? Nah, not Erika. Then I watched a video. I'm not sure why this is going viral now when this happened in December of 2025, unless she's still cranking out the drama and wet wipes. I also went to the hot sauce website and learned the sauce was inspired by Charlie's grandfather, a football player and coach. I didn't quite get the connection how Grandpa inspired hot sauce. I didn't see in his bio that he ever made hot sauce. Anyway, as I listened to widow Kirk talk about her traumatic experience in the grocery store upon seeing Kirk's Hot Sauce where she sheds a...

The Stand-off

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  Hero or zero? I'm on the fence with this one.  They're so damn cute! And she scares me. If she stood in front of me, I'd pee my pants. It's no surprise this woman is a semi retired professor. In her spare time she likes to hunt down food delivery robots and have a stand-off. The poor things are paralyzed and I'm doing exactly what she said we would do- we are normalizing this little box of nuts, bolts and chips. Chips!? Why yes, both kinds. The robots are mostly being used by young college students in her community, probably students she has taught. The issue for Marvin is she believes these little boxes are taking jobs away from humans.  I gotta ask- Are they really? Has anyone actually looked into how many humans have suffered because a robot can now deliver your food- if you allow it to do so? When I order food, 99% of the delivery people are aging male hippies who smell like weed and dirty clothes. In the very few times a young person has delivered my pizza o...

Taking Out The Trash

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  I received a notice in the mail a few days before November 3rd stating that after this election the public will know that I voted. It claimed who I voted for would still be private but now anyone can see if I vote. I wish I had kept the postcard but I tossed it. I didn't really give it much thought and in some ways liked the idea that anyone can see if you sat home on election day. It's the ultimate shame. Now my niece who never votes will be outed. I couldn't find any information on whether this is a Trump act (search engines no longer useable*) I'm also not naive into believing my vote is or has ever been private. Why do I only receive flyers before an election from the Democratic party? Last year I received a strange letter informing me how my neighbors voted. Apparently they don't vote because only my name was on it and I believe it did reveal my party affiliation. Personally, I don't care if people know who I voted for, but I do understand why it's no...