That could very well be. Up is down, left is right, forwards is backwards, who the hell knows...
Did anyone ever find out who this he/she/it is?
I'm surprised this guy hasn't been offed yet. There has to be a reason.
So I keep hearing that Washington DC is boarded up and there's no activity. Not to sound naive, but can someone elaborate on this? I understand the concept of studios, props, and shit like that. Does someone have some photos or something, or perhaps there is a reliable source to check? I know Nancy Drew posts some shit on her phone as she walks around the capitol, and there are pictures of walls being built near the White House, but I am just looking for some clarification. Thanks.
The movie version with Henry Fonda, Dana Andrews, Robert Ryan and Robert Shaw is a war classic. The scene where they're down in the German bunker and the young officers start stomping their feet and singing the Panzerlied is poignant and powerful.
When this guy shuffles off this mortal coil, the loss to humanity will be devastating. Thomas Sowell is arguably the smartest and most astute man alive.
The one with Caroline Ellison is frightening. Man, I didn't really how ugly she really was. Thanks Fester :)
Did they ever find out who that screaming girl is? She's got to be the most popular face on the planet by now.
I remember the last time you responded, so I went ahead and let myself out 😂
Okay, okay, I can't resist. I have this Christmas joke see, and I figure to brighten the spirits a little. So here goes: you all ever wonder how the angel ended up on top of the Christmas tree? Well, it turns out the story goes like this -
Many moons ago, Santa woke up on Christmas Eve morning and he knew it was going to be a bad day. His coffee was cold, toast burnt, eggs runny, the worst snowstorm in a hundred years was pounding the North Pole, Mrs. Claus was being particularly difficult, three of the reindeer came down with hoof-and-mouth disease, Rudolph's nose wasn't shining bright due to a faulty filament, and the elves decided to strike unless Santa met their demands for increased health care and higher wages, and the spring in his lazy boy recliner stuck him in the butt when he went to sit down. So, he's sitting there asking himself "Why? Why me? I'm the jolliest fellow on the planet!"
And then the Christmas angel walks in and asks "Santa, what do you want me to do with this Christmas tree?"
I'll show myself out.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
It appears every year I try and capture the magic of Christmas I knew when I was younger, and every year it becomes more difficult. It doesn't help that there appears to be more doom and gloom this year than in years past. I hope this changes, but I am not hopeful it will. I have learned over the years that the statement that it is always darkest before the dawn is true, it's just that some periods of darkness are longer than others. Cueing up some Tchaikovsky so I know that for at least two hours, I can lose myself in the tree like I did when I was a child, fight the Mouse King, and sit with Clara and the Nutcracker prince and watch all the dances :)
The twitter hounds are all over her, rubbing her nose in it. Something tells me there's more to this story. What catches my interest is her trips to Mar-a-Lago. No one really believed the judge would rule in her favor. She didn't even think the judge would rule in her favor. So, Katie Hobbs is going to be sworn in and that appears to be that. Something else tells me it won't be that, rather, far from that.
You too my dear. 😉
I know the Hallelujah chorus is the most well-known part of it, but the part that I crank to the high Heavens is "He shall purify." That showcases the full range of the choir in my opinion. Nevertheless, it's all glorious. There's a story that tells of Handel's assistant finding him crumpled on the floor, in tears, after he completed the Messiah. He claimed to have seen God. No wonder. There's just something stirring and powerful about that piece that cannot be matched.
Going to do the old tradition of listening to Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite tonight with no TV, just the music and the tree. Tomorrow after breakfast it's Handel's Messiah. Have heard both multiple times, but they sound great no matter how many times I listen to them. There's a reason why it's called classical music.
You too fren.
Knoxville went from 50 on Thursday to 10 today, wind a fierce wind. Reminds me of how much I don't miss Colorado one damned bit.
I wasn't aware dickqueef was even a word, lol.
15-minute rolling blackouts in east Tennesse due to high demand. Not too bad, I understand why they have to do it, but we're close to a dam so we don't get hit too bad.
This is always a treacherous time of year for some when the cold comes, not to mention the stray animals out there. It is bitter here in east Tennessee, but I remember when I lived in Iowa and that bone-chilling, crippling cold would set in. I had to work in it, on telecommunications equipment. There were days when numbness was the norm, but you have to work to pay the bills.
The farmers are the true heroes. The work they do is phenomenal. However, that is not without tragedy. I had a good friend who was a farmer, good family man, owned a 400-acre corn farm. So, he's out working on the farm and goes home at sunset, and it was 5 degrees. His wife [she was kind of a standoffish bitch] told him she didn't love him anymore. He was crushed, all that he worked for was for naught, he felt broken. I called to see how he was doing and she told me "he went out." I figure he might have gone to a bar, but I didn't know which one. Still hadn't heard from him after a couple of days, then a story comes on the local news about how this guy was found sitting in his truck on a lonely road out in the country. He drove out there [lows were from 10 to 20 below for a few nights] and it turns out he just drove out to the country, parked by the side of the road, rolled down his windows and turned off the motor. He deliberately froze to death. I heard that and felt sick, and since then [that was about 30 years ago] the world just seemed a little bit darker of a place.
Sounds familiar. My take is that they pretend to know and to care, but deep down they're not really true-blooded patriots, they only become patriots when it suits them. My wife and I did not choose to isolate ourselves from such people, we just don't care to be around them [I guess that seems contradictory]. In spite of all that is going on right now, the two of us have learned a few things as if we didn't know them already: a lot of people are fake and disingenuous, which makes it harder to separate the true decent people from those always looking for an angle. It amounts to a lot of stupid game-playing. Look, people can believe whatever the hell they want to, I really don't care, but trying to be something that you're not, i.e. a freedom-loving patriot ready to die for the cause, is just tiresome.
A pathological liar is one who tells lies so much, thinking them to be the truth, that when the real truth comes out they are completely unable to recognize or accept it. Chalk up one more. Hannity just sold himself to the devil.
Like the Joker would say, "that girl could put steam in a man's stride."
Truer words were never spoken:
For those of you who don't qualify as old-timers, that's from I'd Love to Change the World by Ten Years After.