One reason Trump and the Fascists are in power is because you can always count on the Left to fragment, and fight each other rather than uniting for a common cause. Big things, small things, it happens every time.
My local weekly newspaper just quit publishing. Last week they printed a notice that they were for sale, this week they announced they were quitting due to lack of advertising. Well that is the end of that.
Did Trump’s wife ever smile even once during the inauguration? She did not look happy. I didn’t watch so I’m only seeing still photos.
I got two restaurant cravings developing at the same time: 1. Long John Silver’s and 2. White Castle. Both of which require a little driving to get to because the nearest stores closed down. And so it goes.
Oatmeal. Think pleasant oatmeal thoughts. Oatmeal calm. Oatmeal, perhaps with canned peaches. Soothing. Oatmeal.
Gulf of Narcotics
Is it too soon to be talking about unfrosted Pop-Tarts being superior to frosted?
Dang it’s cold. -4 degrees F (-20 degrees C) right now. The high today will be 3 degrees F (16 degrees C). I think I have found my excuse to stay inside today and drink hot drinks.
Been weeding out dead wood (websites that have gone 404 or worse) over at my directory. It’s a mind numbing task which is much needed on a day like today.
A friend asked recently, how I made my coffee. I’ve blogged on this before, and the process has hardly changed except I now use a Melitta plastic pour cone that sits on top of a cup, plus Melitta #2 natural filters. (The stainless pour over cone kept clogging.)
Coffee is a requirement for this day. Coffee, hot, strong, black. I shall double my normal amount.
Current Mood: Doom.
All said, I miss analog television. You could buy a $90US, 12 inch B/W TV at the drug store of all places, take it home, plug it in, extend the rabbit ear antenna and watch some goddamn TV. No subscriptions to 28 different streaming services, no cable, it was simple and it just worked.
I think everybody is ordering groceries via Instacart today before the weather turns bad, because Instacart shows more delay than I’ve ever seen.
So Monday, Inauguration Day, is when trickle-down economics will suddenly start working and we’ll, “live off the fat of the land?” Right? All I see are mega corporations and oligarchs shouldering each other at the hog trough, but maybe we’ll get a little of the spillage.
Four days. I feel like I’m waiting for a funeral.
The government is a coming for our red dye No. 3! The Dye Police are gonna kick in our doors looking for our stockpiles of Maraschino Cherries.
Vinyl roofs on cars were never a good thing.
Gulf of Inflation
Gulf of the Holy Roman Empire
I just found a conspiracy theory thread on Twitter about the L.A. fires. All sorts of different conspiracies in that thread which I won’t link to because why encourage them? My prediction is, in a couple of months, people will be saying the fires never happened.
I’m trying to figure out what to make (cook might be an exaggeration) for supper tonight and I think it might include hot dogs.
Gulf of Lies
Gulf of Putin