
I Can Relate

Since March

You Really Should Follow God

Red


One of the great disappointments of living in Denver was discovering that trees did not do this there. Yellow, yes. Orange, yes. But no red.
“I Don’t Care. Do You?”

I Think 7 out of 8 Qualifies



Oh Snap!

Relatable


Timeless Words of Wisdom
All the more important these days.
From The Biondi Blonde on Tumblr:
We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, have a baby, then another. Then we are frustrated that the kids aren’t old enough, and we’ll be more content when they are.
After that, we’re frustrated that we have teenagers to deal with. We will certainly be happy when they are out of that stage.We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our partner gets his or her act together when we get a nicer car, are able to go on a nice holiday, when we retire.
The truth is, there’s no better time to be happy than right now. If not now, when?
Your life will always be filled with challenges.
It’s best to admit this to yourself and decide to be happy anyway.
A quote comes from Alfred D. Souza. He said,
“For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin – real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, or a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.”
This perspective has helped me to see that there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way.
So, treasure every moment that you have and treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time…and remember that time waits for no one.
So, stop waiting until you lose ten pounds, until you gain ten pounds, until you have kids, until your kids leave the house, until you start work, until you retire, until you get married, until you get divorced, until Friday night, until Sunday morning, until you get a new car or home, until your car or home is paid off, until spring, until summer, until winter, until your song comes on, until you’ve had a drink…. there is no better time than right now to be happy.
Happiness is a journey, not a destination.
Work like you don’t need money,
Love like you’ve never been hurt,
And dance like no one’s watching.
Copyright © 1997 Crystal Boyd



I wrote in March when the COVID shit show started:
“We’ve all been joking that “this planet needs an enema” for years. Well, it appears the enema has arrived and pretty soon there’s going to be a flood of shit coming out. This is the paradigm shift we’ve all sensed coming—and perhaps silently prayed for—for the last few decades. We instinctively knew this capitalist-consumption-fuck-the-planet view of the world was unsustainable. We knew changes had to be made, yet as a people, we lacked the courage to do what needed to be done…. There’s no going back to the way things were even a few weeks ago. The system was broken, and while this transition is going to be painful, ultimately we will all be better for it.”
If 2020 has shown us one thing since then with each new bit of awful that’s thrust upon us, “hold my beer” isn’t limited to idiotic humans doing idiotic things. The Universe itself seems hell-bent on outdoing itself with each passing month to push us into that Brave New World—one way or another.
Even if Biden wins—and despite historic early voter turnout and the very comfortable lead he holds in nationwide polls and Trump accepts the results and peacefully transitions power—neither of which are guaranteed—things are not going to automatically return to the way they were prior to last March—or even prior to November 2016 after he assumes office. They can’t. We’re already on a totally different branch of the timeline and we can’t travel back to the point where it splintered off. Orangecaligula’s presidency—and 2020 in particular—are one of those events, like 9/11 or the Kennedy Assassination—that ultimately send us on a totally different path than the one we’d been on. And a lot of damage needs to be undone and fences mended before we can think about regaining any sense of normalcy.*
If The Orange Russian Wig Stand manages to steal the election, quite simply, we. are. fucked. It will be the end of our representative democracy, the complete destruction of our already-tarnished standing on the world stage and the rise of a totally fascist state. Hyperbole? Students of history may beg to differ on that.
*fans of The Fourth Turning undoubtedly saw all this coming, as the events of this year align pretty closely with the authors’ 80-year cyclic view of history. And at this point even I have to agree that they may be onto something here.
ESPECIALLY This Year

As long as it doesn’t harm anyone else, let people find a little joy wherever they can.
In other words, mind your own fucking business and keep your judgments to yourself.
I Can’t Believe I’m Having To Do This, But…
…if you get this unsolicited text (or something similar claiming to be from your carrier), do your due diligence and DO NOT CLICK on the link.

It sounded all very fishy to me when I received this (we don’t even pay $200 a month in cell phone bills), and the link address looked hinky to me, so I went to the Verizon website and got in touch with a customer service rep.
She confirmed that it was a scam and thanked me for reporting it.
I hammer this stuff into my users every damn day. If something sounds too good to be true (like nixie tube clocks for $20) most likely it is, so don’t go blindly clicking on links no matter who they seem to come from. Especially if they want personal information and you did not initiate the call/text/email.
Find a Penny…

Remember…

Quote of the Day – As Timely As Ever
I hope you enjoy carrying your rape baby to term, you can name it Jill Stein.” ~ Bill Maher, on 2016 third-party voters
Not Even Remotely

ANOTHER One!


RIP, RBG

There will never be another quite like her. And unless we get rid of the Republican cancer infesting our government, WE. ARE. FUCKED.
Squirrel!
I needed to do the laundry, but then I realized I was out of detergent, so I went to write out a shopping list and realized how disorganized the junk drawer was, and started checking pens for ink. When I went to toss all the junk, I saw that the trash was full, but before I could take it out I wanted to get rid of all the old food in the fridge. That’s when I realized a juice jug had leaked so I needed to clean it up but when I went to grab a rag, I saw that the pantry closet was a nightmare so I started organizing it.
And that’s how I ended up on the floor looking at my old photo albums from the 1990s and not doing laundry.
“You’re Just Being a Fucking Idiot”

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