such a bitter american still

I’m bringing this back from a post from when I was shopping for ale in 2013. Still applies. If the shoe fits…

Doncha wanna be a Bitter American?

diesel

Diesel. Watts in a Tank.

Pilot Flying J pizza.

nannah

Nothing to see here. Please, move along.

ridin’ it

What people are saying.

I was talking with a Republican today who was joking about Biden, which I don’t mind.

I said that maybe we’ll get Hillary back. (Joking. Nah.)

He said, “I’d certainly take her over what we’ve got now. At least I can understand her when she’s speaking.”

bombs away

Weird dream earlier this week:

I was walking along a beautiful beach, I don’t know where. I then noticed an object spiraling slowly down out of the sky.

It was a bomb, like from a cartoon. Pretty little blue and white paint job on it.

It looked like it was going to fall a distance from me, but at the last minute it veered and hit me.

It didn’t explode, but it knocked me on my stomach. I couldn’t breathe and everything went black.

Then I woke up. 💣

car clock

I joke, but it seems like changing the clock in one of the cars is like this:

— turn switch to accessories
— open sunroof
— shifter to neutral
— jiggle steering wheel
— tap brake 3 times
— start punching clock button

Go too far forward, no backing up. Get out, walk around the car counterclockwise once, start over.

amaretto again

With rampant inflation, it’s best to lay in a supply. These are big bottles. We are grateful to Italy for many things.

ZERO risk of addiction.

dinner margaritas

The usual weekend margaritas.

The waiter then came to take the dinner order, and I thought about saying, “well, okay but these are the dinner.”

two photos

Two photos:

— morning fog over Circle K
— Econo Lodge Biden

you got it

There’s been a brainwave at the radio station 
Old ideas from the Woodstock generation 
Calling all the kids from across the nation 
In some it brings out love, in others termination