There’s a surreal definition of inflation going around on social media (Facebook mostly) that had to have been written by the White House itself, and everybody is sharing that thing like they really believe it.
I’m not even going to engage. I can’t work with things like that.
Posted in rage against the machine
Cuando YO VOTÉ
(when I voted)
I should have been humming this Puerto Rican reggaeton…
De mi vida TE BOTÉ, yo te boté, yeh, yeh, mami
(I dumped you, I dumped you, yeah yeah mami)
~~
I’m struggling here to put a post together at all cost. I mean it rhymes a little (voté, boté), and I was rasslin’ with some anger management issues in the voting booth. 😂
It’s a stretch, even for my usual junk posting. In my head, anything can be linked together.
I’m not really that much into Puerto Rican reggaeton, but it was playing in the background when I was watching a very fun video one time.
Posted in rambling
I was recently tasked with asking people to mask up at an event. I think it’s more than time for that to end, but I always put one on when asked.
I was treated like an ogre by someone just for being there. No “hello” or “long time no see,” just a painful deep breath and “Do we REALLY have to put on a mask. We were somewhere else earlier and didn’t have to wear one.”
They walked in without.
Coincidentally it was one of those who was a harpy at the start of Covid, griping at everyone who wasn’t immediately happy about masking or who wore them incorrectly.
When they decided it was time, it was time, I guess. I felt totally disrespected.
Midnight at the Oasis (1974) – Maria Muldaur
This used to play on the school bus every morning on the way to jr high. The driver had a boombox in the front of the bus. A radio was not an approved device on the bus. That made it more fun.
We were all 13 to 15 years old, and we all knew the song was about a hot desert love affair.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Midnight_at_the_Oasis
I just won this sweet Soviet USSR film camera on eBay. From the etching on the front bezel, it looks to be a 1980 Summer Olympic games edition. I hope somebody was there taking pictures with it.
I always thought the Soviet-era cameras were pretty. ❤️
Not much of the 1980 Moscow games was carried on US television, but I happened to be in Guadalajara that summer and watched a helluva lot of it on Mexican TV. It was carried in full, there.
Non toxic to cats. Is that good or bad? 😈
Pretty app on my mobile that suggests cocktails from ingredients already on hand and random drinks.
This cocktail is called Amaretto Fizz. I’m having one now.
The app is called Drinkable.
https://f-droid.org/en/packages/com.moimob.drinkable/
Really good looking people come from which part of the world?
For me:
— Yucatán Peninsula
— Cuba
😁
You’ll buckle down and start learning that Spanish.
Do you have favorites?
Posted in rambling
I went to the early vota-a-rama today. I knew it would take me about two seconds once I got the ballot. Got my free pen.
I enjoy stopping to exchange pleasantries with the people handing out things outside. A little chat, take their offerings, then head inside. I don’t care what they have because I’m not deciding anything that late anyway. I enjoy being greeted and greeting back.
Posted in rambling
Bi grapes. Yeah, right. Those grapes are gay and everybody knows it. 🌈🍇
Posted in rambling
 | Lee on dinner for two |
 | Lawrence B on the empties |
 | Comrade Vegan on hash, coffee, and tobacco |
 | Kenneth on 1980 |
 | Ballot Ready on goofing around in guadalajara… |
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