Thingy

  There wasn't much family time in the Thingy household except for Sunday evenings. I hated Sundays with a passion because it preceded Monday - school. I also hated it because Dad liked to hog the TV and watch Ed Sullivan. Sometimes I didn't mind, especially when the Beatles performed. It was only sullied by Dad's constant haranguing that they looked like thugs. He abhorred them. My mother and sisters loved them. Mom was a lifetime fan.  One singer Dad fawned over was Tom Jones. He frickin loved Tom. His voice was magnificent, Dad would say as Tom twerked onstage. He was a real manly man. Tom Jones creeped me out. He used to wear suits with his shirt unbuttoned to his navel and wore gold chains on his disgusting hairy chest. The Beatles were beautiful. They sang about love and hard day nights.  I hear Tom is a nice guy and this isn't really about him except for a song he sang. Delilah. It's not a song I thought about until today when I saw a blurb regarding Metallic...

 WARNING! FOUL LANGUAGE USED!!! Jesus wept, another fucking creep. Why can't y'all keep your damn prick in your pants and why y'all can't you fucking stay away from married men? I just finished reading about Phil Mickelson and his roaming hands and other bits. The strange part is his wife's reaction to his constant cheating. She just narrows his playing field by getting him banned from golf courses. I guess he can only play golf in his back yard now. She appears to be still married to the piece of shit for whatever reason I can't think of.  As Judge Boyd always say, "Here's the thing," stop making vows you won't keep. Stop treating the supposed people you love, like dirt. You have zero excuse for being an asshole. ZERO! Just don't get married. Screw around with as many people as you wish. Wear a condom. Use protection. Stop fucking around with people who have a partner and or children. You're a hoor. All that for thirty minutes of feeli...

  It has been a very long time since my daughter and I visited the Renaissance Faire held outside of town during  the Summer months. We used to go every year when she was young and we got to know the regulars who really got into character. We never dressed up and pretended we were back there, in Tudor times. Who we kidding? I read and I know things. First, our Faire always smelled lovely, with incense and Dior Sauvage wafting through the grounds. I cannot recall ever using the bathrooms there, but I'm assuming the burgesses did not piss in buckets. There was jousting with handsome knights and no blood was shed. Roasted turkey legs were damn fine eating, then and now.  But, truly, there was nothing romantic about the Elizabethan era, although it certainly had a glow up from the Dark Ages where just going outside could kill you. There really is no way to replicate that past faithfully because it sucked. I will also never quite understand the interest in Civil War reenactmen...

 So which one is it? This is why I no longer trust the government, the media or even social media where the truth is supposed to mean something. Frankly, I don't fucking believe in anyone anymore. 

  Jobs that no longer exist . Gee, I bet people bitched about those new fangled machines taking over and what are humans supposed to do!? I dunno. I do remember we had a milkman who would exchange empties and put the filled ones in a metal box we kept on the back porch. We also had the ragman come along and sell Mom stuff like pots, detergent and rags. He was our very own Mr. Haney like from the tv show, 'Green Acres.' Then there was the tv repairman who was missing a few fingers. He always glared at me because I liked to watch him change the giant tubes in the back of the television. Back in the day, we never pumped our own gas. Listen. Hear that bell? The car would roll over a hose which ding dinged and out came a man in a uniform that pumped gas, checked the oil and washed the windows. In school the Sisters of No Mercy had us go over to the convent and wash their dishes.  Things change.  There is one job I noticed that is still around and I had to ask Google why. It's ...

 I started reading a book last night and didn't put it down until I was done. I'm sort of in a stage where nothing has kept my interest, such as, 'Heart of Darkness,' by Joseph Conrad. I read five pages and have moved on. The book is more of a novella but I'm guessing it will take me three years to read. So I picked up, 'The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time .' I do love a great title. I bought Dave Eggers book, 'The Heartbreaking Tale of a Staggering Genius,' simply due to the title. I was not disappointed.  But, I digress... The curious incident does indeed involve a dog. What is rather unusual about the story is that it is told by the main character, fifteen year old, Christopher Boone, who is unusual. The author of the book, Mark Haddon, refuses to use the term, autistic, but that's what he is (and do not ever again use the term, Asperger's*) Haddon claims he did no research regarding Christopher's peculiarities. He just d...

  Geez, I don't even know if this is a good idea, writing about this loser, Brilyn Hollyhand . What a fucking name. Someone on the Internet asked if this is even a real person. I'm not sure, but he comes off as your typical incel, Charlie Kirk devotee, who whines he's at the bottom of the totem pole (his words) regarding getting hired and having a good life. Shut the fuck up you whiny baby. He's 20 years old and has definitely been groomed into believing he's one of the chosen ones because of his skin color and male appendage. He goes around colleges, speaking to students, telling them there's a better life out there without knowledge. He's very concerned about the male youth these days getting the short end of the stick. Yeah, he's a well groomed baby Kirk.  So, why write about him? Why do I and anyone else give him airspace? When I go on Bluesky I don't want to hear what MTG thinks, or what Tucker Carlson thinks, or what left wing traitor writing o...

 I have sensitive skin - literally and figuratively. I avoid dating men who have beards because of past experiences when my face would be bright red and rashy for days. I once went to a coworker's wedding whose beloved had a giant beard. When I said my goodbyes, he hugged and kissed me which felt like an electric sander running across my face. I was marked for days. That was a millisecond of a touch. Imagine... no let's not go there. It's just not worth it. I can relate to this woman's problem 👇 Her husband has a beard which she finds attractive except for when there are things growing in said beard. When she tells him he's got mustard, ketchup and a hotdog sitting in his beard he gets all huffy and tells her to mind her own business. I may be a bit hyperbolic with my relaying of story, but the problem is real. You can find the article in, 'The Guardian.' You can also vote on whether beard man is being a twat or, she's just a shrew. When I notice a man ...

Do you ever ask yourself, "How? How does he get these women to fall for him?" That's a good question. And I think many of you would say, "Money." Or, you, over there, "Power." Well, yes, usually when we see a good looking woman, one who just passed puberty, locking arms with a guy that looks like Abe Vigoda, we can all assume she's sold her soul for money. A pair of Jimmy Choos means more to her than self respect.  But, when it comes to the orange man, there's something there- something I don't see but other women do. He was somewhat attractive when he was young, albeit the frat boy, prowler type. Now he's just a living, rotting carcass.  So, why does Natalie Harp want him so badly, and who the hell is Natalie Harp?  The only thing I know about her is what I have heard from the Daily Beast, which isn't much. She's a young lady who hangs around Trump as if she's his wife. (You need a contract for that) I'm guessing Trump ...

  We can laugh now, cause they're alright. But, WTF!? Why? Why would you ever get into a self driving car? These people did and surprise, surprise, Waymo did what Waymo wanted, which was disregard those orange cones and plow on through. The passengers kept screaming for Waymo to stop, but it had a mission. Honestly, this is the first I have heard of Waymo. I have heard of Tesla, and a truly horrible accident occurred recently where a self driving Tesla plowed into a woman's home, killing her as she sat in her living room. Google is the Daddy of this company which started around 2007. It's had some controversy regarding its cars driving past school buses. Shockingly, no one has been killed in a Waymo robo taxis, although there have been many serious injuries purportedly not the fault of Waymo. Other autonomous vehicles cannot claim the same.  Seriously, I do not understand this self driving baloney. What is the reasoning behind this invention? If you can't drive, use p...

  I've never been interested in Superhero films or graphic novels. It's too hard for me to suspend belief. But like those who have faith that there is a god, some also believe there are super special individuals who can save us from ourselves. (Now would be a good time to show up) Supergirl will be in theaters on the 26th and the only reason this caught my interest was a blurb I saw in some news article where a maga type neanderthal said he wouldn't watch it because the woman who portrays Supergirl isn't *uckable. And I don't think he meant because she's so young. That doesn't seem to bother some men. She's not Xena, Warrior Princess, played by hot, Lucy Lawless, or Wonder Woman, Gal Gadot.  As we have witnessed during the UFC cage fighting circus, the crowd was mostly young males who enjoy watching two men cuddle, hug and beat each other up. Most of the fighters look like they eat steroids for breakfast, lunch and dinner, then gnaw on raw meat. Again, I...

  $40 for a twelve pack of flavored fruit. I had heard Barron was in a new business, selling liquid swamp water. It goes under the name, SOLLOS Yerba mate. Sol is sun in Spanish. Los is Sol spelled backwards. 🙄😵‍💫. Allegedly the company started with a group of Barron's friends. Well right there is a big fat lie. Barron has no friends except his Mama. Most likely Daddy foot the bill to get the kid out of the house, although he literally doesn't live in house with the orange man. I know the golden rule is not to talk about the Presidents' children. But, Barron is not a child anymore. He's a 6'9" enigma. He's a supposed business man. He learned from his Daddy to just sit back, get yer name put on everything and you make a killing. I had heard Barron was big on Bitcoin. I don't hear too much about Daddy Warbottoms talking much about it. I couldn't get any data regarding how sales are going. I'm sure they'll make it up, just like the jobs numb...

 Oh, boy. The embarrassment never ends, it just moves around. I feel bad for his daughter, Tiffany. She probably has to fight for every morsel and crumb from her Daddy who usually mistakes her for the help. I've written about this before, but don't feel too bad Tiffany, soon he'll forget about his other real daughter, whom he probably calls, Ivana. He's already forgotten Eric and regrets naming his number one son after him, which is shocking. He likes things named after him. My FIL was the same. He named one son after him, two daughters were given the feminine equivalent of his name and he named his dog in honor of himself.  But, this is just more than mistaking a young woman who looks nothing like Tiffany or Ivanka. He's been at Camp David over the weekend, a place he allegedly hates. Rumor is he's getting more tests done. I wonder if this was one of his tests? "Here, sir, are three images. Please choose your daughter's image." Little did they kn...

  Just a friendly few words of advice - Do not stick your hand into the algae covered reflecting pool. Do not pull anything out of the pool. Reason one: It's an environmental hazard. Reason two: Trump is finding every excuse except for the obvious to blame everyone instead of the real moron- himself. So now it's going to cost $16 million to clean the mess. The pool has been a problem since it was created in the '20's. Woodrow Wilson was president back then and if you read his bio you'd swear it was Trump's skinny twin.  Ruh roh. In 2009, Obama and Parks and Recreation tried renovating the pool. They had as much success as Donald, but I don't think anyone was arrested. The pool is a pisser. It is a giant money sucker upper. Another company was hired to add a bubbler, sort of like what you see in fish tanks. Can you guess who got the job? This guy 👇 A major donor to Trump and a fellow felon . My he looks like he'd fit right in with Tony Soprano and crew...

  Lol, who's surprised by this revelation coming out of a new book by NYTIMES writers, Maggie Haberman and Jonathan Swan? Trump is a pig. No offense to pigs everywhere, but he is as disgusting as we thought. Word is he just throws his fast food wrappers on the floor for the White House staff to pick up. I was watching Joanna Coles and her Scottish boss who no one understands (the closed captioning is a riot) discussing the book and Trump's manners, which are zilch. They also talk about his bedroom arrangement with Melania. No, they do not share a bedroom. She's never there for one thing, but she does have her own bedroom, apparently the bigger one whilst the orange man litters his room. Coles was concerned about leakage. Not by Trump but by whoever is sharing these secrets with the reporters. They find candy wrappers and even the white house silver amongst the garbage. Oh, his bathroom has carpeting, which is a shame. I was hoping he'd slip and crack his head on the ti...

  There are now nearly 200 soldiers who have come down with the flu - all because Pete Hegseth said the vaccine was not necessary. Over 60% of the soldiers chose to opt out of getting the shot which saves lives, especially the lives of people who are in close proximity to each other. I truly hate this regime. They are so completely ignorant and dismissive of actual science. But, y'all had a choice. I know most of you are still young and stupid and that's why you're in the army because you're young and stupid and need an intelligent human to help guide you through a journey where you should be using the noggin to make critical decisions. Decisions that will have an impact on your life. The flu is no joke. If you know anything about the flu, in this case you didn't- the virus lays low the strongest and healthiest, but it'll take on anyone.  I once visited my sister who lives in Ohio and decided to take a walk on a lovely autumn morning. I passed by a very old ceme...

 Did you ever start a project that went haywire and instead of stopping and starting all over again, you just kept going? Maybe you've spent a lot money and/or invested a lot of time into it. I've made some meals that started with a simple pasta but I felt I needed to jazz it up a bit so I added some dressing but that made it too vinegary so I added maple syrup then tomatoes then garlic then honey then ketchup then I tossed it all away and went to bed. I'm working on an art project now that needed redoing a few sections. I didn't wanna but I went back and corrected my mistakes.  At some point someone will have to call it. The reflecting pool is a giant cesspool of a mess. Pouring in chemicals only made the paint come off. Stirring it, freezing it, baking it, zapping it... it's got to stop. There was a picture of a mama duck and her babies standing by the pool and looking back at the photographer as if to ask, "What the frickety-frack!? Quack!" I'm gues...

  It's really hard to comprehend, isn't it? These beautiful people standing here. This is who we are, most of us. I still believe that. I still think we can be this again. Class, intelligence, kindness and a group of people who wanted a better America.  Thank-you, Barack Obama and Michelle. You showed who we can and will be once again.

  Years ago I decided to buy one of those new fangled vacuums, one you plug in and pull off its base for small spills. I took it out of the box in my living room on my lovely white carpet and plugged it in. Dust cane out of the container so I opened it to find it had already been used. The detachable cup was stuffed with what looked to be carpet remains and foam, completely stuffed inside. I honestly don't remember if I took it back or just emptied it and used it. It was just dirt after all.  Unlike this woman who bought a small urn for her mother's ashes on Amazon - already filled. What do you do with a stranger's ashes? Amazon gave her a refund and she tried communicating with the third party who sold the urn through Amazon to no avail.  I hate third party sellers. I no longer use Amazon but never had any issues there, but Walmart better get its act together. I have had nothing but issues when I buy through third parties. Last Christmas I found a train set that carries ...

  I just watched an interesting commercial where a young woman just gets off a bus and seems terrified as she looks around her environment. She then looks down on her phone and requests an Uber- and a woman driver, only.  She only feels safe after a she's inside the car and the Uber driver seems to understand her reasoning for wanting a woman. They knowingly smile and nod.  That certainly says a lot about our society, doesn't it? Women don't feel safe around men. I haven't had a bad experience with a Uber driver. I haven't used them that often and when I have I've been with someone. I do remember at least half a dozen times when hailing down a taxi in Chicago getting a male driver who sometimes flirted, one creep even followed me into the train station, so I understand her hesitation in getting in a car late at night with a man.  But why the fuck is it on us to find ways to protect ourselves from men? Why? Honestly, if I ever have to use Uber and I'm alone, ...

  He must realize the man he sits across from does not want him to succeed- the man who who is more concerned about appearances rather than saving the lives of millions. He pleads not only for his people he swore to protect but of the 30,000 Russian soldiers who die each month for a meaningless cause ordered by a man who has lost any sense of humanity, a taker he knows is admired by the man in front of him who sits for the photo op. He will get on his knees and beg if he must. Two men sitting at a table, one whose only goal is to seek peace, who talks with a man whose only interest is how he can profit from this. A hollow shell sitting next to life, light and love.

  I was surprised to see the orange man in Paris. Obviously I don't keep track of his schedule. I think he got enough sleep during his birthday bash to keep the peepers open. His photo op with Emmanuel Macron was hilarious. Man, that man is sexy. Ooh la la. I'll be checking in regarding the summit although I think they'll all soon be checking out.  Au revoir.

  Thingy is on it. More news as it happens...

  And they wonder why they are so hated. Sociopaths who are allowed to carry a gun. I try to understand the side of the men in blue who have to deal with nuts all day long. They are also at great risk because of said nuts. But, you are no better when you shoot innocent women, innocent men and a fucking dog because his human mama was enjoying a moment. You're fucking despicable. 

  I have not seen the movie, 'Disclosure Day,' but I intend to because I love Emily Blunt. If I swung that way, and I got rid of John Krasinski and the stars aligned... I also love Josh O'Connell, although I've only seen him in one movie, but he was absolutely memorable and how can you not love those ears. AND, it's a Steven Spielberg movie! He directed, ' Duel ,' which isn't even listed in his file of movies. I don't know why that movie is impossible to view. It's a classic. As is, 'Jaws,' 'ET,' and 'Schindler's List,' which I still have not gathered up the nerve to view. 'Close Encounters of the Third Kind,' is also fantastic. Spielberg has a lot of duds, one being the remake of, 'War of the Worlds,' but he can do alien movies. 'Minority Report,' is one of my favorite movies as well. As much as I'm fascinated with interstellar beings coming to our planet I have zero interest in Trump's...

  Just a small blurb here about the thing that happened yesterday. I don't know if that's the reason I stayed awake for 24 hours. I couldn't sleep last night because my brain was washed in such an extreme and overwhelming sense of grief. If you're on Bluesky you can't help see what some vile, ugly cretin said about a former first lady. I won't repeat it because it's just so horrific. Then I saw an image of a bunch of white goons screeching and sticking out their tongues, I'm sure thinking they're real men. Further from the truth. And of course, Joe Rogan and the rest of the male populace who believe they are the chosen ones because they have a penis. Everything I saw just made me not want to be here, to be a human, because what I saw was watching the lowest form of life.  I can't cry. I've used my limit. So now, I guess I don't sleep either. It won't be these wretches who were at the carnival our white house has become who feel  the g...

  I've been watching this YouTube channel for awhile now. It is created by a woman who lives in China where she discusses her daily life. For all I know she could be running a scam, but she seems sincere. I've seen a few channels of other Chinese people sharing how rough life is and they are clearly just asking for money. That's YouTube in a nutshell. I don't mind if someone can make a living by creating interesting content, but it bugs me when they are there only to ask for financial assistance. I've mentioned in a previous post the dream like couple from Azerbaijan who live in a utopian world. I felt something was off and I was right to be suspicious. It's just propaganda to show us what life is allegedly like in the old/new country. It's all bullshit. Naturally there are a dozen copycats who see this as a way to separate you from your wallet. The Chinese woman, her name is Guyi  (pronounced Goo-yee) is living in a large city after moving from her parent...

  Here's the thing- I don't care how people spend their money. They are not obligated to save the world. Of course it would be wonderful if they chose to donate to charities and many do, even the much hated Elon Musk. He just simply chooses to give to projects he likes. Well, duh. Seems an obvious decision. He certainly isn't going to donate to the Democratic party or the LGBTQ community. And pay taxes equivalent to his fortune-? Well, that's not on him unless he's fudging the books. I never quite understand why people scream at Musk and the one percent who don't pay their fair share. That's a government problem. Ours happens to bow down to the people with very big pockets, however unwise that seems to be. I believe Warren Buffett is the only billionaire who'll volunteer handing over more taxes. Otherwise, these people didn't get rich sharing the pot or paying dues the government doesn't ask for.  We love Mackenzie Scott. She's a giver. She...

 It's going to be a birthday bash, attended  by nouveau White House trash Faux-ning praise to one who's 80 the cankle man the world does hatey. Amongst the guests who show their face Four horsemen ride "Make way, give space!" Thunder, lightning and Stephen Miller It looks to become an apocalyptic thriller! Sweltering heat with a side order of bugs. Karma's come to enrage the thugs Oiled up men inside  a cage A mass of elephants outside the stage As people starve the grifters drool $14 mil to paint  the algae filled Reflecting pool.  One day we will All celebrate  the flying finger of fickled fate. Not today Unless...... You know what  Lightning strikes a wicked blow A zap, three strikes right in the butt. The perfect spot right in the keister All Hail the hail, the wind, the wrath Nature's mother of a Nor' easter. I raise my finger and give a toast If Satan's come a knockin' A flaming Cheeto is one hell of a roast. Cancel the pomp And Drain the swa...

  I had my TV on as I sat and worked on art projects, yesterday. The movie, 'Logan's Run ,' was playing. I'm sure I had seen it before but don't really remember much. It's supposed to be a story set in a dystopian future where no one older than 29 is allowed to live. They even have a gladiator type send off for the losers on their 30th. This movie does not age well, but made a whopping $9 million on opening weekend. The star of the movie is Michael York, who was 33 at the time of filming. In fact, no one looks younger than 40 in this film. I won't give the plot away... Ok, yes I will. York, aka, Logan5, is a Sandman. He goes after and kills people who are nearing their "last day," and decide they'd prefer it not be their last day, so they run. Apparently, he figures out they might be on to something so decides to run away as he nears his death day. He takes Jenny Agutter with him- more like drags her with him. Women apparently are still vulnera...

 Hey, finally someone who said it, too. And we have the same name. Sullivan has the same thoughts I do regarding the Welker/ Trump interview . Although many praise Welker's pit bull attack, she backed down like a scolded Lab. You don't call someone, "Sir," after they just called you stupid. You don't ask for a redo after he stomps off, not before patting on the shoulder you like a child and calling you, "darling." I'm still trying to figure out what the point of the interview was. Welker started in on him right away, knowing what his reaction would be. But then after the response WE ALL KNOW he was going to provide, she nearly gets on her knees begging him to stay  It was good theater, folks, and lousy reporting. As I wrote in a previous post about this, she later talked about the incident, barely hiding her glee. She and her handlers believed it to be a great success. Ratings wise, it sure was. Don't they call that rage bait? Yeah, I'm not f...

  After the Great Layoff of 2009, when our company owner made good his promise to get rid of people if Obama was elected, I was out of a job, one I loved for nearly ten years. It was not easy finding anything or anyone who would hire me. After almost eight months I was hired by a property management company to clean apartment buildings after they became vacant. It was a part time job, one where I had three interviews before being hired. The woman who interviewed me the first round was a very nice older woman who kept asking me what cleaning products I used. It was a strange question since she had already told me the products they provided. I wasn't planning on mixing up my own batch of environmentally safe magic potions. I sweated as I lied my way in. "Oh, yes, I use baking soda and toothpaste to scrub out my refrigerator." Whatever. After this nonsense went on for two months I was hired. Two weeks after I began, the lovely older woman retired and was replaced with "...