This is my Thursday with a stutter. In your normal 5 day work week to day would be my Friday, but I'm repeating my Thursday... or maybe I've got that wrong and I'm going to repeat my Friday. That makes sense, too.
One thing is true, we are approaching the end of September and fall is not really in the air. I needed to run the ceiling fans last evening. We've had some crisp mornings, but so far nothing frosty. I don't mind the frost, the way it paints lightening jagged patterns on the windshield of my car and a crispy little rinse of frozen white upon my lawn. Rain is coming later today, and tonight, and tomorrow, so the temps are going to drop. Sometime soon, we will be getting the inevitable Frost on the Pumpkin.
And, in case anyone is wondering, that is not my yard and that is not my pumpkin.
I see where the Idiot Jerk in the White House is now suggesting Biden should undergo a blood test to prove he isn't using any mind enhancing drugs. You know what I think they should do? Both men should sit down at the very beginning of the debate and let America watch each of them have blood drawn. That's right, a sample from each. It doesn't take long to test for mind enhancing drugs. By the end of the debate the world should know if either of them has been popping pills. Of course, they'd also be able to tell what type of meds each of them has been taking. I think that's important. And, while their at it, why not do a pee test? Though I can't think of one person who might really be interested in watching either of them pee in a little plastic cup. Though, I'm certain in the Idiot Jerk's mind there's millions of Cracker Jack Crazies out there who desperately dream of seeing his little wanker.
Over here in Merrie Olde England, the term "wanker" is used to describe someone who masturbates a lot. Usually male persons. I remain puzzled by the title of this blogpost but can well imagine that the 45th president spends a huge amount of time playing with his minuscule "Trump Tower" as Melania yells from the bedroom, "Vot are you doing in dare Doenald?"
ReplyDeleteI do believe he's a bit of a serial wanker in private
Deleteand the dump ain't as rich as he says he is either. bless the NYT for publishing this!
ReplyDeleteHe's always mouth poor.
DeleteHe's not having a good week and I am loving it.
ReplyDeleteHis bad weeks are running together.
DeleteI don't take any medications. I believe in good old fashion diet and exercise. If I cannot fix what is wrong with me using those than let it kill me. Better to die that way than dementia.
ReplyDeleteHigh BP runs in my family so I don't mind taking the little pills.
DeleteI'm so discouraged by the Supreme Court thing that I can't laugh at anything this morning. I'm afraid he's going to contest a loss in November and fight it to the Supreme Court...and of course they'll hand him an undeserved win. We are totally fucked.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry, everything is going to be fine.
DeleteOh, Cheeto is furious. He's a failed businessman. Has never had the acumen. He's always covered his mistakes with more mistakes and has always kept people quiet by force or by lawyers. That may be over.
ReplyDeleteFox News is either mum or excusing his tax debacle. The Repugs are quiet. It's good.
As for the drug talk, it's Cheeto projecting. Again.
XOXO
The tax info is devastating them.
DeleteHave you heard the joke about the couple who go to the doctor's and the doctor says to the husband "I need a urine sample, a stool sample and a semen sample". So the husband does "what did he say?" and the wife just turns to him and says "he said he'll need to take your underpants"!
ReplyDeleteThat was so funny I told people at work!!!
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