Thingy

Back in August I decided to try and get healthier. It had nothing to do with my doctor bitching at me. Okay, it did a little. It hurt my feelings but I knew she was right. I don't want to be like my parents who were suffering from illnesses that would eventually do them in after a few more years. They were the same age I am now when their health became a downward spiral. They weren't exactly health conscious in their lives. Both were smokers and kept Old Style beer in business. I never saw my mother do any exercise. She was what you call skinny fat. Women who are thin but have zero muscle. Look at movies from the 40's and 50's, you'll see what I mean. Dad got some exercise by mowing our huge lawn and tending his vegetable garden, but he smoked unfiltered Camels since he was fourteen.  In August I decided to completely cut out sugar, which for me was like a friend dying. A bitch friend who wanted to kill me, but I loved her. It really hasn't been as hard as I tho...

 How? How is it possible to spend $9 million dollars on crab and lobster  in one month? I've been lying in bed, not ready to face another day with the circus act in attendance. It would be truly funny except for the part where the current administration keeps killing innocent people. So, in order to remain somewhat sane, I think about the day Pete Hegseth stands before a judge for sentencing after he has been convicted of crimes against humanity. In my head, as he stands before a female judge, his squishy face and red rimmed eyes trying to impart daggers, still defiant, unwilling to accept any responsibility for his part in the near demise of our constitution, the judge stares him down. She decides to skip the usual pre sentence admonishments because it's just a waste of time. Especially when every single minion who did the bidding of the orange man has used the excuse, "I was only doing what I was ordered to do." They all believed it was their, 'get out of jail,...

  I just had a PTSD moment. I just read this article in 'The Guardian,' about the orange man selling Florsheim shoes to his bros. It triggered a childhood memory of my Dad selling the same brand shoes to his buddies at the local tavern. By day he was a postal carrier, by night, a shoe salesman. I don't think he made a load of money selling shoes. It was just a side hustle he probably started so he could buy collectible coins. I'm pretty sure my mother never saw a dime from his sales and I believe the shoes were made for men only.** Apparently, Trump loves this brand and his inner male circle all wear them, because  you do what Donald wants. A few are quite unhappy with having to trade in their Louboutin for a Florsheim, which run about $135 a pair. I guess that's cheap. I don't pay more than $40 for shoes, so what do I know? Dad sold shoes out of a catalog and they were nowhere near $135. I find it kind of amusing that Trump and Dad have a connection. Amusing i...

  I'm confused and I'm not alone. But, when the leader of this country is confused, I'm seriously pissed off because no one can explain why we are in Iran. I've heard it was because the people of Iran asked for our help. Another reason floating around is that Trump's son in law has plans to rebuild what we destroy. So, money. Although, ya can't rebuild children. To Trump and friends, they're just collateral damage. Of course, oil is another possibility. Putin in Trump's ear is another possibility. Who the fuck knows!? Oh, let's not forget the ever popular Epstein distraction. No one is forgetting Epstein. We may have a pedophile protection club circling the wagons around their man. They probably realize it's too late to back out, even knowing he is a demented old man who is no longer capable of a lucid thought. So they must lie for him until the very end. We, the people, must now rely on outsiders to seek the truth and to expose Trump as the ugly...

  I must be getting senile. I know I wrote an entire post about my very short time with the Girl Scouts. Mom wasn't exactly reliable getting me to scout meetings where we made aprons and stuff for our future as wives of boy scouts, who are no longer called boy scouts. I think they tried to be more inclusive by calling themselves, 'Just Scouts,' or something inoffensive, like, 'The Guilt Tripped Ass Kissers.' It didn't please Pete Hegseth at all. How dare the boys club include girls and gays! Boy Scouts were for grooming young boys to become raping old scouts who knew where to find their victims. They were also taught how to survive in a jungle and make ship's knots, as if that would ever come along in real life. Well, Pete won't be happy to learn the little ladies came up with a scathingly brilliant idea. Sell their high priced, cardboard tasting cookies to drug users. Sorry, kids, cannabis is a drug, legal or not. At least the girl scouts went the legal...

  😬 When it comes to architecture I like gargoyles and carved wood. One reason I love walking in Chicago is looking at the beautiful buildings that have character and were created by skilled masters. But, I also love Frank Lloyd Wright's minimalist design which tries to incorporate nature. I don't know what the fuck the Obama Library is. It's a giant block of cement, something you see in Russia where the peasants reside. The building was designed by the team of Tod Williams and Billie Tsien. As I looked them up I noticed they have a style. Cement. They like no frills, prison grade ugly. I'm hoping the inside will blow us away, like when you enter a Harry Potter tent to find a vast, but cozy setting. I truly don't understand the design.  Holy crap, this structure cost $850 million dollars! That's more than Trump's fantasy ballroom estimate, although that keeps rising as well. Seriously, that's a lot of money and even though Barack Obama was an amazing p...

  This guy . It's obvious he's used to eating that fancy French food because he was absolutely terrified that he had to stick the product he's shilling in his mouth. He's getting a lot of deserved backlash for taking a nibble out of McDonald's new behemoth burger. He looks absolutely ridiculous, with his Ward Cleaver sweater and 1940's haircut. I do not understand why the people who hire someone to run their business choose the worst candidate. Don't they watch movies!? How many times has a regular citizen come in and made the company huge profits because that regular folk know the product? Why didn't they ask Dan Gorske to test it? He's a cheddar head who has eaten a Big Mac for lunch every damn day for a thousand years.  It's like I wrote the other day about some goof completely renovating our Main Street where it now looks like the most boring and ugly Main Street of all Main Streets. Stop hiring people who know zilch about what they are doin...