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FUCK YEAH!

holy shit! Democrats ran the fucking table!

they won the races they were supposed to win, they won the races that were supposed to be a tossup — and they even won the shit they weren’t supposed to win.

let’s take a look at some of the highlights.

the big three, of course, were Abigail Spanberger for Governor of Virginia, Zorhan Mamdani for Mayor of New York City, and Mikie Sherrill for Governor of New Jersey.

Spanberger totally fucking crushed her Republican opponent, Winsome Earle-Sears, winning by 15 points. Sherrill beat Jack Ciattarelli by 13 points, in a race that the worthless scribblers of the corporate-controlled press swore to us was going to be a nail-biter, too close to call. awesome prognosticating, scribblers.

and over in the Marxist-socialist-communist hellscape that is now New York City, Mamdani beat toxic sexpest Andrew Cuomo by 9 points.

really weird how Donny Convict’s last-minute endorsement of Cuomo failed to move the needle. maybe it has something to do with the fact that NYC has fucking loathed Donny for at least fifty years now.

this dude speaks for all of us.

“I’m happy that Mamdani won. But I won’t let that get in the way of my celebrating Cuomo losing.”

can Chuck Schumer pretty-please go fuck himself, or at least write himself a strongly-worded letter?

“Q: It’s election day in NYC. Did you vote for Mamdani or Cuomo?
Schumer: ‘Look, I voted, and I look forward to working with the next mayor to help NYC.’”

you’re a real profile in cowardice, Chuck.

hey, can someone do a wellness check on Dersh?

and can we please, at long last, finally see the last of Andrew Cuomo? why did this repellent predator want to be mayor of NYC, anyway? was he that triggered by the presence of a Muslim in New York politics?

how is it that someone who had to resign their governorship in disgrace is then allowed to run for any other office?

seriously, good fucking riddance.

the passing of Prop 50 in California was a huge fucking win, allowing the Dem-controlled Legislature to draw new congressional maps for the next three election cycles.

am I right, Gavin Newsom?

his one’s also huge:

preserving the Democratic majority of Pennsylvania’s Supreme Court is going to go a long way towards preventing any Republican electoral fuckery in PA in 2026 and 2028.

in Illinois, Democrat Mary Sheffield became the first woman to be elected mayor of Detroit in the city’s 324-year history.

and Ghazala Hashmi became the first Muslim woman elected to statewide office in the US, after winning the race for Virginia Lieutenant Governor.

one huge story from yesterday is that Democrats picked up votes everyfuckingwhere.

look at the Virginia governor’s race. every county in VA — even the ones Spanberger didn’t win — shifted blue.

holy fuck, look at what Dems pulled off down in deep-red Georgia.

know when the last time one Democrat won a statewide election in Georgia, let alone two? twenty-five years ago.

here’s a delicious morsel of news. in Cincinnati, Couchfuck McGee’s half-brother Cory Bowman, who was running for mayor, got the shit landslided out of him.

do we also need to do a wellness check on the wingnut media? they seem to be going through some things right now.

are you feeling safe, New York Post? do you need to talk to a grownup, or a policeman?

pour one out for Fox News’ own Plankhead of the Airwaves, Sean Hannity.

boo fucking hoo, Sean.

the ‘fuck your feelings’ crowd sure seems to be having a lot of feelings right now.

stay classy, Laura.

MAGA is melting all the way down. you have to love a good Republican civil war, don’t you? right now it’s the total crazies vs the semi-crazies, and I am here for all of it.

don’t threaten us with a good time, Mark Cernovich.

let’s give Erick, the Son of Erick, credit for at least recognizing that Donny can’t ever run for president again — something that all the Chinese-made “Trump 2028” hats in the world can’t change.

the lesson in all this for Donny and his Republican enablers is that none of their fuckery is popular.

We the People don’t want masked and armed Gestapo thugs terrorizing our neighborhoods and teargassing our children. We the People don’t want incoherent economic policies that send prices ever upwards. We the People don’t want a broken government that works only for billionaires.

We the People don’t want an unhinged and deteriorating 34-count narcoleptic fart factory ruling over us. yesterday’s election results made that clear.

President Pudding Cup wasn’t on the ballot, but yesterday’s election was a referendum on his presidency — and the results were not pretty for him.

will Republicans learn anything from the drubbing they took yesterday? of course fucking not. expect them to double down on the lunacy — and the oppression. it’s all they know how to do.

we’ve got battles ahead of us that will need to be taken on, and won.

but for today, let’s congratulate ourselves. tomorrow we return to the fight.

this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.

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Isn’t She A Beauty?

So I got my new tuner yesterday. (The component on the bottom for those of you who aren’t stereo geeks.)

It looked as good as in the seller’s pictures. Unfortunately it had a couple…issues.

First of all, I could not get it to tune in stereo. I mean I’ve never had great reception in this house, but the signal level was good on any station I tuned, and except for one brief instant, the red LED refused to trigger no matter what I did with the new coax antenna I bought for it. I considered running an outside antenna, so I ordered a 25′ coax cable thinking I could fish it through the old hole that had been drilled in the front wall for cable TV and reconnect the antenna outside.

Before I went to all that trouble (and realizing the cable I’d purchased (with already attached connectors) would not fit through the hole, I decided to just take the tuner outside and see if I could get stereo reception.

No joy. It didn’t work

The second issue was the battery-backed up memorized station feature. After the issues I’d had with my previous tuner, I figured an actual old-school battery backup would be a good thing, right? This being a fully analog tuner (not digital), the method for saving stations was rather ingenious for the time (1980-1982). The traditional tuning knob, in addition to being fully free-spinning was also motor-driven. You’d manually tune to a station, hit the memory buttons, and it would memorize the position and when you tuned to another station and wanted to go back to your memorized station the motor would engage and turn the knob back to where you set the memory.

Yamaha describes it thusly:

Well, that didn’t work either, but I wasn’t really surprised. This device was over 40 years old and unlike my other tuner which used a capacitor for backup, the NiCAD battery that powered the memory in the T-7 was undoubtedly shot.

Opening up the case, the battery was indeed shot; the contacts had corroded to such a degree that merely touching the soldered in battery sent it flying.

Undaunted, I knew this was merely a simple rechargeable NiCAD battery and all I had to do was figure out a way of attaching one back to the board now that the contacts had broken off.

I went onto everyone’s most hated online retailer and found a single cell battery case with wire leads. It arrived today, and after cleaning the board of corrosion, I soldered the leads into the holes left by the original contacts, inserted a rechargeable NiCAD, held my breath, and powered it up. It came on with no puff of smoke, so I figured that was a positive sign. I went about memorizing my three most-listened-to stations and…success!

Now about that stereo issue…

I know nothing about radio/tuners other than discovering when I was a kid if you go blindly turning those screw-like pots you can royally fuck things up.

Luckily I had the service manual for the T-7, and that limited my blindness. After marking positions of screws on the front-end of the tuner I slowly adjusted each in turn to no avail. I moved them all back to their original location and moved on to the VCO pot. Again, after marking it, all I did was insert the screwdriver and give it the tiniest of jiggles and voila! Stereo reception. It was just dirty…

So now I have a fully functional tuner. Electronics servicing is not going to become my retirement avocation, and I’m not going to strain my shoulder slapping myself on the back with two successful repairs, but damn…it does feel good to be able to fix this stuff.

And I have to say, now that it’s adjusted, I’m getting the best reception I’ve gotten through any vintage tuner or receiver I’ve owned int he last several years. With the local classical station in particular (always noisy) the background is dead silent.

We’ll see if everything is still working tomorrow. ????

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We Outlived Him

Now the one we were all hoping for, but any port in a storm, eh?

From Tengrain:

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED

And just like that, Blam-Blam is gone. I was expecting a fireball with a mile-deep crater for a war criminal of his stature, but nada. Out with a whimper.

If I had the talent of a Hunter S. Thompson, I would write the eulogy that this vile, villainous man deserves. Instead I’m sure the usual suspects will write the usual hagiography.

The scolds will say that speaking ill of the dead is crass, so read what we said when he was allegedly alive. That’s the best way to honor him. “The record, the Record, THE RECORD,” as Molly Ivins (blessed be her name) would say.

I wish that the Scissorheads in Valhalla were here to celebrate with us; I’m sure Xristi in particular would have something choice to say.

He was a bastard and I’m glad we all outlived him.

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Released 17 Years Ago Today

Grace Jones: Hurricane (2008)

My jury’s still out on this one, nearly twenty years on. It was just so different from her earlier work, and coming after such a long hiatus, it certainly wasn’t what I (or anyone else, for that matter) was expecting. Still, I have a copy in my library, because…well…Grace.

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Sunday Jokes

had a phone conversation today with a very nice young chap from India.

This is how it went:

“Hello sir, how are you today?”

“I’m very well, thank you for asking. And how are you? And, more to the point, WHO are you?”

“Sir, my name is Sanjit, and I’m calling you from Microsoft”.

“Microsoft, eh? Is that a city in India? How’s the weather there today?”

“No, sir – MICROSOFT, the computer company. I’m calling to tell you that we have found a problem with your computer and…”

“REALLY?? Well, that’s quite concerning.”

“Yes sir, it can become very serious indeed, but thankfully I will be able to fix it for you. Now, if you…”

“No, I meant it’s very concerning because you see I don’t HAVE a computer”.

“You don’t?”

“I don’t”.

“Ahh, it must be a problem on your laptop sir.”

“Don’t have one”.

“Ipad?”

“Nope”.

“Tablet?”

“Nope, I have none of those things. As a matter of fact, I don’t even have a telephone”.

After a few seconds of silence he said, “Ah, sir, you are lying to me now!”

I said, “Well, you started it!” and slammed the phone down.

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But wait! There’s more!

Space alien: Take me to your leader.
Earthling: You’ve sort of come at a bad time. (Bilbo)

MAGA: Yay, Trump’s cutting off freeloaders!!
ALSO MAGA: Hey why is my food stamp card not working!?

I’m trying to see things from your perspective, but I just can’t make myself that dumb.

I bought a second hand time machine next Sunday.
They don’t make them like they’re going to anymore.

In a surprising trend, MAGA supporters are demolishing the East side of their houses.

Had an elderly boss who got scammed out of $5000 in a “your mac is infected” call. I told her it was a scam and reported it to Chase credit. That night, she called the scammer, angry. “I’m sorry”. he said. “I’ll refund you! What’s your debit card info?”
Guess what she did…

Going to bed the other night, I saw people stealing from my shed.
I called the police, they said no one was available.
So I called back a minute later.
“No need to hurry now, I shot them”.
Within minutes, half a dozen cop cars, helicopters, and an armed unit showed up and caught the thieves.
Officer: “I thought you said you shot them!”
Me: “I thought you said no one was available”.

Never trust a person who doesn’t like dogs.
But always trust a dog that doesn’t like a person.

Coffee mug saying…
I am a ray of fucking sunshine.

I was gonna start dieting, but Halloween is coming up, then Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Before you know it, it’s BBQ season again and I’m not about to turn down a cheeseburger.

My Girlfriend yelled at me, “Stop it with all your corny jokes!”
I said, “What are you gonna do, call the crops?”

After Tarzan and Jane have gotten to know each other for a while, they finally decide to become intimate. Tarzan has never been with a woman before, so Jane asks him what he normally does when he has… Urges. “Tarzan find tree with hole.” “Well, just do to me what you do to the hole in the tree.” Tarzan gives a grunt of understanding, and Jane lies down, closes her eyes and opens her legs. Then, out of nowhere, Tarzan delivers a devastating punt to her crotch. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!?” “TARZAN CHECK FOR BEES.”

Tim decided to tie the knot with his long-time girlfriend. One evening, after the honeymoon, he was out in the garage organizing his golfing equipment. His wife came to the door and after a long period of silence, she said, “Tim, I’ve been thinking, now that we’re married, maybe it’s time you quit golfing. You spend so much time on the course. I’m sure you could probably get a good price for your clubs.” Tim got a horrified look on his face. His wife said, “Darling, what’s wrong?” Tim shook his head and said, “For a minute there, you started to sound like my ex-wife.” “Ex-wife!” she screamed, “I didn’t know you were married before!” He gave her a pointed look and said, “I wasn’t.”

A man and wife were sitting in their easy chairs… she was watching TV and he was reading…. she said, “Sam, if I died, do you think you would get married again?” He didn’t drop his paper and replied, “Oh, I don’t know… maybe, I guess…”
She was taken aback. “What? You’d actually marry another woman after me?!”
“I guess — I don’t know…”
“Well, would you give her my golf clubs, too?”
“No, she’s left-handed.”

When do flowers get their workouts in?
Spring training.

What time does everyone love to drink?
Wine o’clock.

What did police have to do when 500 hares got loose downtown?
They had to comb the area.

Why do cows go to New York City?
To see the moo-sicals.

A bear that got wet from a light rain is called what?
A drizzly bear.

Where do dads store their dad jokes?
In the dad-a-base.

What do you call Dracula with hay fever?
The pollen Count.

Where do sports teams go to buy new uniforms?
New Jersey.

What do you call an enlisted man who loves to cook?
A grill sergeant.

I just got my electricity bill and I think there’s been a mistake. I believe they’ve charged me for the sunlight, the moonlight, the street light, the light of my life, the speed of light, the light fantastic, and the light at the end of the tunnel. (Bilbo)

A dog will love you more than any person.
But they’ll also steal your sandwich.

#ANALBUMCOVER
I read it wrong too, that’s why we’re friends.

I met my friend’s new girlfriend. The white coverall suit, helmet, and the smell of honey was enough for me to tell him she was a keeper.

My friend Bob went skydiving. He misunderstood and brought a pair of shoes.
I’ll miss Bob. (Think about it, I had too.)

I’m collecting my thoughts. I almost have a full set. (Bilbo)

Facebook has taught me a couple of things. First, there are some incredibly brilliant people in the world. Second, they are vastly outnumbered.

No parent ever turned the car around.
It was an empty threat that we all fell for.

I’m not saying I’m old, but I remember when “hashtags” were called pound signs. (I still call them that.)

Bruce Lee had a brother who was always precise. His name is Exact Lee.

Had a real good fighting brother named Brutal Lee.

Jehovah’s Witnesses don’t celebrate Halloween. I guess they don’t appreciate random people coming up to their door.

Running is a great way to meet new people. Today, I met two EMTs, three nurses, and a cardiologist.

My fondest childhood memory is thinking $100 was a lot of money.

Do you realize that if you are sitting on the toilet at 11:59 PM, and the clock strikes midnight – It’s the same crap, different day.

Having kids makes you realize how dumb your lies used to sound to your parents.

You know you`re getting old when speed limits start to seem reasonable to you.

My body isn’t a temple. It’s a haunted house. It needs a lot of work, makes mysterious creaking sounds, and contains the spirit of a creepy old man that’s always mad about something.

I think my house is haunted by the ghost of a chicken. It’s a poultrygeist. A fowl spirit. I’m going to call an eggsorcist, to help it cross to the other side.

The day when I can yell, “Where is my phone?” and it yells back, “Down here in the couch!” Then it will really be a smartphone.

Raisin cookies that look like chocolate chip cookies are the main reason I have trust issues.

I might wake up early and go for a jog. I may also win the lottery. Odds are about the same.

A bill collector called me saying, “Your bill is now a year old.” I said, “Tell it Happy Birthday,” and hung up.

I Googled “Who gives a crap?”
My name wasn’t in the search results.
(But https://us.whogivesacrap.org does apparently give a crap.)

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Why Am I Just Learning About This NOW?!

State terrorism charges have been dropped against Luigi Mangione. He is still on trial for the lesser charge of 2nd-degree murder.

Oh yeah, it’s because every day is a firehouse of shit of distractions. Epstein, Tearing down the East Wing of the White House, Congressional shutdown…

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If/When this happens, it isn’t about drugs

Don’t let them gaslight you into believing it has anything to do with fentanyl or cocaine

It’s about oil

It’s about creating chaos

And it’s about one man’s fragile ego

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