KFC should use this opportunity to generate some timely free marketing with a commercial presenting a Trump lookalike with the Inaugural Col. Sander's Grease Prize, a gilded 8-piece golden bucket replete with lifelike miniature assorted sides. Collect them all!
Resist.

Mr. Legal...There'a ocean-front house in Cambria I've had my eye on for some time now. Of course I'd have to win the Powerball lottery to procure that one-of-a-kind, 3 bed/two story FLW-adjacent abode with it's $3.8m panoramic ocean views, but it's still listed lhe last time I checked. For those who can affod it, San Simeon, Cambria, Harmony, Cayucos and Morro Bay are truly magical places on the Central Coast, and PCH connects all of then to Big Sur, Carmel and Monterey to the North.
I confess I really miss the ocean sometimes.

I remember when she was a eager beaver news reader on local Phoenix television not that long ago. The botox made the camera lenses all fuzzy.

I confess I'm a little surprised Donny Bonespurs hasn't pulled the Insurrection Act trigger by now. I'm also surprised the locals have so-far avoided providing him with any plausible reason to do so. Resist.

I'm a little short this month, so can someone please post a link where I can sign up for some of that sweet Paid Agitator $$? Fox News can't stop yapping about it, so getting paid to Seig Heil right in Der Felon's face seems like a real win-win to me. Also...I'm at a loss locating my local Antifa headquarters, as I'm rather eager to cause some anti-social skullduggery and I would hate to think I bought this black spandex ninja suit for nothing. Resist.

I wonder if Big Biz America realizes they're flirting with not just biting, but ripping the entire arm off those who feed them?

My family's "business" was career law enforcement . Father, both grandfathers, mother--all sworn officers "on the job." It's become obvious ICE is filling their ranks with HS dropout mall cops and blatantly ill-suited candidates that most sheriff and local PDs wash out during the oral or psych exams. There is also the suspicion their ranks also include pardoned Jan 6 participants, Proud Boy/Oath Keeper-types, and ex-cops fired from other LE organisations. So...who's willing to sell their soul for that $50,000 signing bonus? Hell...they'll take damn-near any thick-brick that walks through their door--especially if they have their own tactical gear it would appear, as seen in the complete lack of recognizable uniformity in their kits. We all know why they really hide their faces. My question is...do they?

There's an angle that shows Barney clearing his weapon from his holster as she is backing away to keep the other guy from reaching through the open passenger window. When she put the vehicle into drive, Barney unloaded three rounds into her. The state will file at least manslaughter charges, but $20 says Barney skates.

Weed isn't his thing. He's more likely habitually zooming the cosmos fueled on some magic powder(s) guaranteed to pharmacologically remind his infamously fragile ego he's on top of the #%&! world, Ma! As per his grandstanding EO graciously allowing long-stymied "research" to resume...baby steps, I suppose.

Imagine spending all that money, flying all that way, only to be swept up by ICE before you can get out of the #%?! airport? I believe the reason Trump is gas-bagging constantly about a sport he knows squat about is (1) his bottomless, pathological need to keep his mug in the newscycle, and (2) the fact he apparently can't find a way to profit from his association with the notoriously shady FIFA suits. Instead, they recently bought him off with a gaudy medallion and three noticeably under-filled sacks of 'Yes Sir, yes Sir, three bags full Sir" of flattery and meaningless toady froufrou. I'd like a refund...this timeline sucks.

Snowbageddon.

I certainly didn't expect to live as long as I have. My tinfoil hat says it's because I finally quit smoking and weaned myself off processed food a couple of decades ago.

Hmm...Serif fonts are tricky to decrease the character composition (the white space between letters) without the letter's serifs appearing to touch. Have Pica Pole & Purportion Wheel--Will Travel.

The Real Rubicon is almost upon us. I suppose it's a tad naive of me to expect many real, TRUE Americans will stand up and and dangerously proclaim "Not on my watch, nor in my name." Vietnam stole my youth. How many will Venezuela ruin from you or yours?

Yo..#6...citation to follow, I assume? I mean, the object of poo flinging is you only fill one hand, no two, or you're just going to wind up throwing off your back foot.

Should this paean to Diaperman actually be constructed, I would like to suggest a president in the future might consider tearing the rococo edifice down, and replace it with a reflecting pool to give pause to the next crass, moneybag-laden doofus that inexplicablyfinagles his way into the Presidency.

The dragon's eating his tail again.

Re: #11...Next time any of you who live in a state where giggle weed is "legal," ask your budtender about "infused" marijuana, where it's magic properties are rendered from the entire plant, not just the nuggets at the top. Around 45% THC, pre-ground, and most assuredly NOT for amateurs or uninitiated neophytes. The high sticks around a whole lot longer, so I found I consume much, much less to achieve it's desired affect.

And for those who dwell in less tolerant climes, my condolences.

What kind of sociopath obsessively engages in a "sport" where he notoriously prefers cheating in order to "win?" Funny how affluence--especially inherented wealth--can prove to have a decidedly detrimental affect on those who started out life ethically bereft to begin with.

If you kids don't knock it off, i'm going to stop the car.

I'm cuious...how many of you believe that promised $2000 Golden Carrot DOGE check is real? It would appear the front end on my ride unfortunately requires a complete re-build, and I regrettably don't have the scratch to cover the repair. But then again, Trump hasn't told the truth about anything in his life, so I have some doubts I'll receive his tariff rebate/stimulus check anytime soon, if ever.

Junior, Catholic HS, Dever CO. ...I was sitting in detention for choosing a inappropriate time to voice my neophyte objection to the war in Vietnam, when another priest entered and whispered in Father Xavier ear, resulting in a curse-laden diatribe miles out of character.

Hedges has the distinction of being the only "celebrity" I ever actually cried over when they passed.

My personal Guitar Godz, in no particular order:
Chuck Berry...The Pathfinder...without him establishing the 1/4/5 keys to the guitar kingdom, there would be no rock music
Michael Hedges...Took what John Fahey and Leo Kottke were exploring and created impossibly complex guitar pieces, paving the way for current terrific fingerstyle players like Mike Dawes, etc.
Pat Metheny...His music automatically plays in my head whenever I find myself maudlinly reminiscent about my uncomfortable life in the late '70/early '80s.
Jeff Beck...The control he had on every note he played. The will only be one Jeff Beck.
Look...there are oodles of other players that I could subjectively swoon over, all eligible candidates, but these four are what you'd probably hear most. Yeah...even Chuck Berry when I'm in the mood.

I had promised myself I'd replace my ancient, lumpy cat-customized recliner with a fresh "new" upholstered cat scratchcer this year, but even the scruffiest used furniture stores are asking waaaay too much these days, so my desire for a "new" recliner this xmas is postponed indefinitely.