Lies: Mother's milk of war.

Excruciating.

#13 - Kind of you, TWINPAC. Thanks!

What's that in theroad, up ahead, just around the corner? Why, it's the next make-believe plot!
~ G. O(yes you get we're scared). Piggies

Potholes in the sky.

"...this was his choice to make."

Not in Trumpland it isn't.

" He rarely was the subject of profiles, perhaps owing to his stream-of-consciousness answers to basic questions," the WaPo obit writer noted, citing an example.

"He was co-starring with Oliver Reed as Allied POWs in the World War II actioner "Hannibal Brooks" (1968) when he was asked to comment on the title of the film. The Times recorded his answer, of which this is only part:

"Hannibal Brooks, Hannibal Brooks, Brooks Hannibal, Hamburger Brooks, Brooks Hamburger, Cheeseburger Brooks, Brooks Hannibal, Hannibal Brooks, Brooks Atkinson Brooks. ... The film in set in World War II. As you know there were two World Wars " number one and number two. If you liked World War II, you will love this movie. I can only compare it to the long brown overcoat which reaches down to here. Or to standing in the doorway in St. Louis in the rain. When you see this picture is playing, folks, you must run, not walk, to your local post office."

"There is no why' here," an Auschwitz guard informed inmate Primo Levi.

"Gym" Jordan?
Priceless.

In the words of Neil Diamond, as channeled by The Monkees, I'm a believer.

If it doesn't quiver and work its way slowly across the table, it's not "real" cheese.

Four stars to Mattie for that "bone spurs" observation.

My unsolicited advice to the rumpled mayor: get that ------ road built, pronto.

The muck in the barnyard deepens.

I don't know what low-wattage McCarthy's operating with, but this is a dandy example of an opportunist working diligently to attain a goal (his current position) and then thrashing about helplessly as it all turns to ashes. It's a bitter taste, but one with which McCarthy is going to become intimately familiar in the days ahead. By the time it's over, McCarthy will be mumbling, "Yeah, sure it tastes like ----. It's a ---- sandwich, for Christ's sake. But, hey, you can get used to it. Wanna bite?"

...and yet, weirdly, there are homes priced at 750K+ being built, en masse, near Key Largo-Islamorada, evidently with the Miami weekender market in mind.