Lifelong piece of shit Vivek Ramaswamy released a horrific attack ad against his opponent, Amy Acton, which had Acton's piece of shit mother, Donna Arthur, telling people not to vote for her and calling her a liar.
Except...
Donna Arthur lost custody of Amy Acton at age 12 after Acton's stepfather was charged with raping her. The step-father was arrested, indicted, then fled and became a fugitive. Arthur stayed married to him until his death, despite him sexually assaulting her daughter.
And then Laura Loomer decided to chime in...
This is disgusting. But I'd expect nothing less from that ratchet cunt. What a horrifically vile fucking asshole.
Laura Loomer is vying to be the next press secretary and, given her predictable defense of pedophiles, she'd be welcomed with open arms by the administration. The only thing that keeps my rage in check is that she will one day be burning in hell with the rest.
And one of "the rest" is this serial abuser who doesn't give a fuck about anybody...
Painfully on-brand for him.
Though somebody pointed out how Donna Arthur and Trump are practically twins, and now I will never be able to un-see it. Cake on some orange makeup and it's as if they were separated at birth...
There literally is no bottom with these assholes. Just when you think they couldn't possibly stoop any lower, they prove you wrong. An ad which doesn't attack Acton's policies or positions, but instead has her mother attack her as a "liar" FOR BEING A SURVIVOR OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AT THE HAND OF A HUSBAND SHE STAYED WITH?!??
Seriously. Fuck this shit. I hope anybody defending this, including the entire Vivek Ramaswamy campaign, goes down in flames.
I'm away from home, but not away from my blog... because an all new Bullet Sunday starts...now...
• Fried Pies! I saw somebody post about Burger King having Fried Apple Pie so I made a point to stop and get one (along with an Impossible Whopper, of course). AMAZING! Run, don’t walk, to your local BK to have one!
• As You Wish! I'm sure I've seen this at some point in the distant past, because I remember bits and pieces... but it's really nice to see it anew...
• It’s Sliced Cheese on Bread... and It’s Rocking Copenhagen’s World. The Danish capital is obsessed with this stripped-down snack, and the city’s top bakeries won’t stop until they’ve perfected it. I really need to get back to Copenhagen one of these days!
• Oh Mary! I LOLd at this one...
Yeah. YEAH!
• Lies, Lies, and More Lies! Posted without comment...
Except to say... every word of this.
• Refreshing! This is actually "doing your own research"...
I don't understand why anybody would take anything in today's world at face value. Rooting out facts has never been easier.
• Because... BWAH HA HA HAAAAAA! HA HA HAAAA HAAAAAAA! =gasp= HA HAAAAA HA HAAAAA HA HA HA HAH HAAAAAAA! I haven't seen somebody get their ass handed to them this bad in a minute...
Dr. Abdul El-Sayed is everything I want in a politician.
And now I'm headed back home. See you on the flip-side.
I am away from home today, remotely checking in on the cats throughout the day.
Thursday night when I wheeled my suitcase out to the car, Jake and Jenny knew exactly what was happening, and their behavior changed accordingly.
Jake decided He wasn't leaving my side... laying on my legs, my lap, and even my feet. The only thing that got him to leave was when the dinner alarm sounded...
Yesterday morning, they were waiting for me when I woke up. Jenny was next to me, Jake down by my feet. At least he was until I woke up. Then he wanted belly scratches, which irritated Jenny because he flopped down on her space to do it...
Because I like returning home from a trip to a clean bed, I stripped the bedding off and threw it in the wash. Then I tried to put out fresh bedding, but I couldn't even get the sheets on before the cats were all over the bed again. Eventually I gave up and sat in bed to deal with my morning emails and work. Jake once again decided to invade Jenny's personal space, but she was asleep and didn't mind...
So I guess it all worked out in the end.
Until I went to leave...
Last month when I decided to talk about my renewed board game obsession to distract myself from getting depressed over another 9/11 anniversary, I showed where some of my games were stored in my home. What I didn't show was above where my Marvel United collection is stored.
There I was unboxing some books and games I had in my garage. There were two old atlases I liked, but one of them had a bunch of ratty post-it notes sticking out. I went to remove them... and found out they were bookmarks of places my mom wanted to visit (and some of the places we had been)...
Apparently she started a wishlist after I started taking her on trips. So of course there's no way I could remove them. They mean more than the book. So now they're sticking out, just as she left them...
How cool is that?
Corsica (Ajaccio) is a place we stopped on a cruise I took her on back in 2010.
No idea why that place got a bookmark when all the other places on that map spread were not. Could be she put it there before the trip so she remembered to research it or something. I'll never know.
But I will always know that we explored the place together and it was a fantastic trip that she enjoyed a lot. And that's all that really matters.
I used to travel a lot. And I mean a lot a lot. I was traveling a third of the year. Sometimes for work. Sometimes for vacation. Much of the time for the charity I volunteered with. Now-a-days, I don't travel much at all. A few times a year. And while I miss seeing new places and meeting new people and all that, I don't really miss the travel part of travel. It was a difficult thing... being away from friends and family, living out of suitcases, and spending so much time trapped on planes and stuck in airports. But it was my life at the time and I tried to make the best of it.
Oh. Another difficult thing? More often than you'd ever think, it was my fellow travelers.
And I've seen it all.
Most of the time, the reason there's a problem is because the traveler in question is drunk or high and unable to handle the amount of alcohol and/or drugs they have in their system.
Situations like this one (the ride to the police station at the end is CLASSIC)...
When I first saw this video, it was a "reacts" video and they didn't tell you where it was happening. As the madness unfolded, I was like... "I wonder what airport this is at?" And then when they are dragging her off the plane and I can see the concourse better, I was all "Ooh! It's Tampa! That's such a nice airport!" and then I'm all "Yep. Yep. Florida... this makes total sense now!"
In all my decades of constant travel, I've only had direct conflict with another traveler twice.
The first was when somebody was in my seat and wouldn't even entertain the idea that he was wrong and he started getting verbally abusive. A flight attendant showed up and asked me for my ticket. Then asked him for his ticket. He was wrong. He had to move while mumbling about thinking he was on a different flight. The end.
The second was more irritating.
I got on the plane, found my seat, and started to put my carry-on bag in the overhead. From behind me I heard "STOP! DON'T DO THAT!!" I turned around and a woman was leaping from her seat. "MY JACKET IS UP THERE AND I DON'T WANT YOU WRINKLING IT." And I was like okay. Then I backed up so she could move her jacket. But that's not what she did. She was looking for a different place for me to put my bag! Once I understood what was happening, I said "Um. The overhead is not a coat closet, that's where bags go." and she came unglued. She was berating me because SHE GOT THERE FIRST! and I DON'T GET TO TALK TO HER LIKE THAT!
So here comes the flight attendant who explains to her that the overhead storage is for bags, and she is not happy.
Eventually a compromise is reached. The rude woman turns her suitcase sideways and puts her folded jacket on top of it. Which makes her unhappy because it's going to get wrinkled being folded.
You'd think this would have been the end of it.
BUT NOOOOOOOO.
She was sitting across the aisle from me and decided to keep going off about me, but was smart enough to not direct her comments to me. Which is why I put my headphones on the minute we left the runway.
And when we landed?
That's when she decided it was safe to direct her comments to me. And the more I yawned and pretended that she didn't exist, the more upset she got with me. I most definitely didn't want her behind me, so I was sure to wait until she had gotten up and got her stuff before I got up.
Behind her.
At which time I grabbed a hunk of the fabric from the bottom of her jacket she was holding over her arm and twisted the ever-loving shit out of it.
She must have felt something happening, because she turned around and gave me the stank-eye, but she didn't realize what had actually happened.
I really, really wish that I could have been there when she saw the nice wrinkles at the bottom of her jacket.
Childish? Yes. But she deserved it. Had she just been a decent person and asked if I could watch for her jacket, I would have gladly done my best to do exactly that. But she was an entitled beyotch who thought it was her personal plane and that she had the right to unload on me for daring to defy her, even though I was just trying to put my bag in the overhead.
Sorry I don't have a better travel conflict story to share. You'd think that I would, given the odds.
But I do have plenty of stories about weird behavior, violent outbursts, crazy happenings, and other travel-related madness that I wasn't directly involved in. I also have a story about an oven catching on fire in the galley of a flight I was on.
But I'm tired and want to go to bed.
Last year I bought a freezer to put into my garage. The main reason for buying it was because I only had a drawer freezer in my refrigerator which wasn't big enough to store much of anything at all. So whenever something went on sale, I couldn't really take advantage of it. I didn't have the room. So I spent the money on extra freezer space... quickly filled it up by going crazy whenever something I like was on sale... then ended up wishing I had bought a bigger freezer.
All that food sitting in the freezer, but did I ever dig into it?
Not really.
I'd put my Beyond Stack Burgers in there since I buy so many of them... but everything else just kind of sits in there.
Until I spent all my money on board games.
Given how horrendously expensive groceries are, I decided to start working my way through all the frozen foods I've been ignoring instead of buying new food. And it's been kinda an eye-opener.
First of all, I've fallen in love with frozen biscuits again. I bought five bags of those Pillsbury Grands! frozen pucks months ago because they were on sale for cheap. I think that I overcooked them at too high a temperature or something, they tasted awful, then I never cooked them again. All I needed to do was lower the temp and cut the cooking time. Delicious!
Second of all, I bought loads and loads of pizza sticks because I loved them so much. Then got tired of them. Turns out I just needed a break, because they are damn delicious. And now I'm probably going to get tired of them again.
Third of all, I have a habit of freezing any bread I have left over before going on vacation or whatever. Then I never eat it because it doesn't taste fresh. But here's the thing... it tastes great toasted. It also tastes great made into garlic bread. Or croutons. Or a grilled cheese even.
Fourth of all, I have loads of Morningstar Farms burgers in my freezer which I've all but abandoned. It was super-cheap on sale so I bought bags and bags of Grillers fake burgers. And almost immediately discovered my beloved Beyond Stack Burgers, which are the only burgers I want to eat. Because life is too short for less tasty veggie burgers. But, for reasons I don't know, I have also been ignoring all the other Morningstar Farms stuff in my freezer. Fake hot dogs, corn dogs, sausages, bacon, black bean burgers... you name it. That was a mistake, because those things I still love as much as I ever have.
And last of all, I had bought a bunch of bags of frozen fire-roasted corn. Never touched them. But then I was hungry and... oh dang is this stuff delicious! It's good microwaved. It's frickin' fantastic when cooked like BirdsEye wants you to cook it... spread out on a cookie sheet and over-roasted. I will never eat un-fire-roasted frozen corn again.
And so...
The great news in all of this is that I am saving loads of money eating food I already have instead of spending money I don't.
Given the heinous inflation, I'm willing to bet my freezer has paid for itself already.
There. I voted. Impossible to believe we still have 13 days of this shit.
This past week Apple announced a couple things that I was surprised didn't get announced during their big event weeks ago.
The first is the HomePod mini 2, which joins Apple's smart speaker lineup. I've got a bunch of the original HomePod minis throughout my home, and they're fine. Very, very limited in functionality, but fine. I'm able to control smart devices in my home, and that's all I wanted from them. What makes the new version different is that it has the new Apple Intelligence version of their Siri personal assistant built in. Which means it's only slightly-stupid as opposed to being stupid-stupid. I'm not finding the new Siri especially compelling, so this isn't anything to push me into upgrading. But for people who are upgrading for new Siri, I was shocked to see this in small print on Apple's sales page...
USAGE LIMITS MAY APPLY?!? I don't even know how to respond to that. Hell, I don't even know how to respond to "Coming in a future software update" because that's what they said about the iPhone they sold me, and that took years. But, in all seriousness, what the fuck? If Apple is going to limit your usage or start charging you for new Siri or whatever... then why the fuck would you buy this little speaker thing? I don't get it. At all.
The next device is Apple's HomeView, which is a "smart hub" product which has been rumored for years...
I have thoughts.
And so... no. I will not be buying any HomePod mini 2s or a HomeView. Too much bullshit is stinking up these products, and it seems insane to buy into any of it. Unless you're made of money. Or unless you don't care about getting taken advantage of by a GAZILLION DOLLAR COMPANY.
For so very long I thought the "Apple Tax" was worth it. You pay more, yes. But you get value for your money. Looking at Apple's latest, I don't think that's the case.
Yesterday I was doing yard work and injured myself, so I'm achy today, but still determined... because an all new Bullet Sunday starts...now...
• Wildwood! I own every LAIKA Studios film available and obsess over them. This movie will be no different. Holy crap what a phenomenal work of art...
The work that goes into a stop-motion LAIKA production is mind-boggling...
I see how they do it. But I can't believe that's how they do it.
• Excuse Me! Jan is speaking Dutch, but there's subtitles... and this killed me...
I laughed way too long at this.
• Flexibility! So there I was waiting for some pizzas to come out of the oven at the local pizza joint when I looked at the video games that were running. I saw Marvel Super Heroes, which I had seen before and even played. What I never noticed before is that the header art is by one of my all-time favorite artists: Arthur Adams! How cool is this...
Then I noticed Psylocke's weird... very weird leg position...
He right upper leg is perpendicular to her body (ouch!) and her lower leg is across the title of the machine there. It's a bit strange, but these are comic book characters and it's not anything too bizarre. No... it's her left leg that's just weird as all get-out. She could have easily lodged her knee against the giant "L" there, but instead her leg hangs straight down. It's such a strange choice that a part of me wants to believe that Adams didn't draw it like this, but instead he was asked to re-draw it like this so the logo wasn't crowded? No idea. Maybe it's not strange after all and I'm just jealous that I'm nowhere near this flexible!
• Mini! These kind of miniature builds fascinate me. Even if you don't want to sit through 25 minutes of him making the model, you can skip to the very end to see it completed...
I often thought that I would enjoy model-building. It's arts & crafty with a big dash of creativity, which is right up my alley. But the mess. I just couldn't do it. I know what my garage looks like when I do my woodworking. I cannot fathom having that kind of disaster in my home. Even if it was confined to one room.
• What DOESN'T Cause Diarrhea Any More? Okay... which one of you had sex with a bag of poop lettuce to create this horror?
Sexually Transmitted Diarrhea Is Spreading in the U.S.
• Tommy! Watching Abdul El-Sayed speak with an anti-American heckler at one of his rallies gives me hope...
The end of his response is everything we should want in the people who represent us at all levels of government. These faux "Christians" wanting their interpretation of their religion governing every aspect of our lives are the same people who shit their pants at the idea of having somebody else's religion even existing in the Land of the Free where our freedom to practice our religion is guaranteed by The Constitution of the United States of America.
• HOW? I cannot fathom how a piece of shit like Ken Paxton continues to convince people that he's a valid choice for Senator of Texas. I mean, I know the guy has so many scandals piled up that about the only thing he's qualified for is politics... but holy crap! The list is absolutely massive, and among the horrific shit on his record is ACCEPTING A PLEA DEAL FROM A MAN WHO ADMITTED TO REPEATEDLY SEXUALLY MOLESTING A YOUNG BOY, SO THE SICK FUCK ONLY SPENT ONE NIGHT IN JAIL AND DIDN'T HAVE TO REGISTER AS A SEX OFFENDER?!??
Seriously. Look at the list of fucked up shit. Look at it and tell me how he should in any way be holding public office. And the disgusting fuck won't debate BECAUSE HE KNOWS IT WILL GO BADLY FOR HIM! What the ever-loving-fuck, Texas?
And now... back to recovery!
Jenny visits me twice every night. The first time is around 2:00am. Most times I pet her for a few minutes, then off she goes. I think she just wants to make sure I'm still there or something. Other times she'll flop down and be petted for quite a while.
The second time she visits is always 4:00-4:30am. That's when I usually wake up to start in on work, and she knows if she's there she will get petted while I read emails.
But Jenny, being a cat, has no idea what a weekend is.
Which means she wakes me up around 2am. Wakes me up at 4:00am. Then, once I've fallen back asleep, she'll wake me again around 6:30am before her breakfast at 7:00am.
It's just how she's wired.
Fast forward to last night. I was getting maximum 4 or 5 hours of sleep all week, needed desperately to get some rest when I couldn't fall asleep, and ended up taking some sleeping pills around midnight. Once they kicked in, I crashed. Hard.
So hard that Jenny apparently couldn't wake me up at 2:00am this morning! I'm certain she tried, but I was in deep, deep sleep and didn't respond to her crying...
But don't worry, I was out of deep sleep for her 4:00am visit, as you can see.
And don't worry for me, because after I fed the cats and checked my personal email and social media for the week, I went back to sleep until 10:30am! I got a whopping 8 hours sleep, which almost never happens!
Because I have cats.
To wrap up this fine Caturday, I'm ending with this sweet rescue story...
Who the fuck would abandon a poor little kitten in the middle of a desert? Methinks that Gobi has used up a couple of their 9 lives!
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