There Comes A Point Where Self Preservation Kicks In

I think I’m there.

I noticed it a few days ago.

Open up the phone to check the news the other day while I was savoring my first cup of coffee and cigarette and start checking Emails, the news etc.

I seem to have collected several news feeds on my Email I noticed.

Almost all of them had headlines concerning the antics of the Democrats or else the antics of the Republicans in response to the antics of the Democrats.

The same thing this morning just a few minutes ago.

I glanced at several as I was scrolling through and it just hit me.

I Don’t Give A Fuck.

It’s all bullshit designed to keep me preoccupied.

Every fucking bit of it.

Kabuki Theater Writ Large.

The Republicans are gonna do this, the Republicans are gonna do that.

Horse shit, the Republicans aren’t going to do anything other than roll over on their backs and piss all over their bellies just like they have been doing for 50 fucking years.

The Democrats are going to continue their march towards full blown Communism and Totalarianism, just like they have been doing for the last 50 fucking years.

And ya know what?

I just don’t fucking care anymore.


Delete, delete, delete, delete, delete, ignore, ignore, ignore.

It’s too far gone to save at this point and an especially acrimonious national divorce is going to be the final play in my personal lifetime.

Acrimonious as in bloody and violent.

That’s what they want and that’s what they are gonna get.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes aye?

The Grand Prize in this game is going to be a Gold plated Booby Prize no matter what happens.

I have too many other things to do that are immensely more pressing and urgent than to waste my time paying attention to this bullshit.

These people get paid to play this game, I don’t.

Now if you will excuse me I am going to set this little box of instant infuriation down and go out into the garage.

Fuck ’em all.

Remind Me Again What They Tried To Impeach Trump For The Second Time?

Something something, inciting violence?

Yeah, about that.

“We’ve got to get more confrontational. We’ve got to make sure that they know that we mean business.”

— U.S. Rep. Maxine Waters, D-Calif

“We’ve got to fight for justice,” she added

,Ya know, this old hag has been getting away with being a Royal Bitch for far too long.

She 100% thinks there are no rules that apply to her and yet her closets are so full of skeletons that dogs start whining when they walk by her mansion.

I would very, very, dearly love to see that old cunt get her tits in a wringer over this but as usual the MSM is going to give her a pass even though they went bat shit crazy trying to nail Trump for virtually saying exactly the same damn thing about fighting for justice.

I can’t stand that woman so much that I’m not even going to post her damn picture. It’s enough to scare small children as it is but that permanent sneer on her face turns my stomach.

Those spineless fucking Republicans won’t do a damn thing either.

I think that pisses me off more than she does.

Gutless fucking pukes.

What’s On Your Mind?

I have to go to work but I will check in on the comments as I can.

Has anyone heard from Leonard?

He was in the hospital a couple weeks ago and called me but when I got the new phone I lost his number and he hasn’t answered two emails.

Tell him I said hello.

Other than that it’s a wide open thread.

Best be nice or maybe Sandy will swing by and throw down on ya.


I bet she’s a sweetheart in real life.

Sure put the fear in Death Ray though.

That cracks me up.

Have at it.

So Much To Do, So Little Time To Do It

I’m not kidding when I claim to be a busy guy.

Work, fucking with lawnmowers, yard work, projects, dabbling in a little gardening, blogging, trying to keep up with the world in general, I seem to be in Full Tilt Boogie Mode far more than even I realize until I fall down in my recliner.

I spent the entire day Thursday doing yard work.

All day.

Then there was the lawnmower bullshit.

I took a few minutes yesterday in between tasks to go pound a couple more 1X2’s into the dirt in the raised bed and tie up some more string for the peas I am trying hard not to kill to climb on.

On and on and on.

I also have,”other” little goals and tasks that I am trying to keep up with and a TO DO list that would scare a dedicated workaholic.

Some of these things I don’t say anything about for various reasons.

My life ain’t THAT damn interesting but I do have my moments and some things are just better left unsaid, ya know?

One thing that many of us have in common is the gnawing feeling that shit is about to go sideways in this country.

I pretty much came to the conclusion that it’s a matter of when and not if years ago.

Following what passes for news around here and reading between the lines, taking note of what isn’t being reported on and adding things all up paints a pretty bleak picture as of late.

It don’t skeer me too much because I know that if push comes to shove they are going to be stacking dead commies like cord wood if they push the wrong buttons.

They also know this for a fact and that is what is keeping them from committing to a full on frontal assault.

They are being forced to work behind the scenes, play the divide and conquer card daily and use subversion as much as possible.

They know damn good and well that they don’t stand a chance in a head to head battle because we outnumber them and outgun them fifty times over.

Those numbers are going up every. single. day..

Hence the sudden rash of mass shootings literally every single day now.

These aren’t all just random either.

Some of these are Wind Up Toys the FBI and other nefarious bastards are turning loose.

It all boils down to them doing everything in their power to achieve gun control.

The one thing that is stopping their quest for world domination?

The heavily armed American population.

We know it and they know it.

So how did I go from saying I have been busy to ranting about the shit show we are facing every day now?

It’s like I said, I don’t always talk about everything that keeps me busy but some of these things are tied together in the bigger scheme of things.

It ain’t all lawnmowers and playing in the garage.

Just like nuts, bolts, gasket sealer and every other thing, there is no running down and picking these things up in the middle of the night when you may really need them.

That little batch came from 3 different places in 3 different ways.

Just goes to show I may be a little busier than you might think.