retro photo

Things that turn up by going deep in a chest of drawers.
Me 1985
Brian 1995

inflation

I was talking to a financial professional on Friday. He always seems knowledgeable.
He mentioned the inflation rate of 7% saying that it’s really 14% by the way we used to count it.
Wouldn’t surprise me.
We also talked about several other topics of great interest. 😅

giant cage

The perfect accessory for any dungeon.

Several possibilities ran through my head.

Put ’em in there, set it out in the yard, wait for police.

beer!

We’re back with the beer at Vito’s. 🍻

dat web server tellin’ lies

“We’re sorry. We have encountered a System Error. Please navigate to the login page, and try your transaction again.”

Liar, liar, pants on fire.  👖🔥

You just don’t want me on a VPN, plus all browser protections must be dropped.

milito kontraŭ kristnasko

Merry Sol Invectus. It’s coming up.

how old?

“The age at which I was first deflowered.” 🚫 🥀

Bah! I just wanted to use “deflowered” in a sentence. Like it’s some kind of old literature.

https://www.wordnik.com/words/deflower

dinner stare

The riveting unnerving stare means her internal stomach clock has played the urgent dinner chime. 🔔

knees

The dentist and hygienist were musing about my knees today. The hygienist said, “how’d you wear out your knees? You look so thin.”

Me: “I have decades of practice of tucking the shit in.”

followup to psaki post

On Dec. 7, I made a snark post about White House Press Secretary Jen Psaki.

OK, today I’ll do snark about Scott McClellan, White House Press Secretary 2003-2006 for GWB.

I actually found him a delight to watch on TV. Always cheerful, positive, and a bit cute, appearance-wise, as he spewed the lies of empire for the Bush admin.

The after getting fired, quitting, whatever, he writes a book basically saying, “I knew they were lies I was telling.”

Well DUH! That’s about as low as you can go.

So there. Now I’m fair and balanced. I done done one of each.