Thoughts of a Common Man

My son sent along a tale about a woman in Denver who ate the tainted produce and hit the head more than 40 times in a couple of hours as the explosive diarrhea hit her. Here in Western New York we are in a cloud of ash due to Canadian wild fires. The sun hasn’t been around much and it feels a bit like zombies are going to dance out of the cloudy skies and eat our brains. What made all of Thursday even worse was Pedo Pig was promoting the speech he scheduled for Thursday night. None of the networks felt like carrying it because it’s the same garbage. He won, Biden lost, Dumb has a ‘b’ and no one ever knew that. Of course I had zero interest in ever hearing anything he has to say unless it starts with: “It’s terminal.” I’m not a huge fan of social media as opposed to the life we used to live when you only dealt with the people in your life. Strangers were people you saw out there, hanging around, and if you didn’t make time, you never heard their opinions about anything. Now, I usually w...

I listened to Ossoff question Jay Clayton, as a job interview for a high appointment in the sham of a government that we now have. This was the question: “Who won the 2020 election?” A simple question.  Obviously, Joe Biden won by a large margin, and while the loser of that election refused to concede, promised mountains of evidence that it was ‘stolen’ and then could not provide a single instance showing that he was cheated. The failure to concede led to an insurrection that is an incredible embarrassment to the reputation of the country. Pathetic comes to mind. And Clayton couldn’t answer the question. He wouldn’t answer it, I should say, because while he knew the truth, he didn’t want to wind up on the bad side of the Pedophile Pig who is the Guiness Book of World Record holder for the most whining on every subject imaginable. This post isn’t about him. It’s about Clayton. How? Why? Are you freaking kidding me? Everyone who knows this man should be embarrassed for him. He’s a we...

It’s a little weird around here, as Kathy continues to recover, and I had my little bout of whatever the hell got me yesterday. “You should try eating dry toast, or rice, something bland,” Nurse Kathy said. “Nah, I’m going pasta,” I said, “It’s never failed me.” “You’re an idiot,” she said. “Wrote a whole book about it.” And there was a knock at the door. Sam responded, and said:  “She wants to speak to the home owner.” I headed to the door, and a peppy young girl asked me if it was a good time to talk. “Depends what we’re talking about,” I said. She asked me if I’ve enjoyed paying my electric bill lately, and asked if I ever considered adding solar panels. I knew that she was wasting her time with me. I’m not adding solar panels, but I listened and spoke nicely. She finished it all up in about ten minutes, and promised to email me more information. “Great. Have a nice day,” I said. When I returned to the family area Kathy and Sam were having a conversation about I’m a nice guy bec...

Spent the entire day out in the hot sun and it was a long day. Got home and scrambled to make dinner, and play with Ollie, and help the wife. Nothing major for dinner - fresh corn and an assorted sandwich with what I thought were fresh cold cuts. By 7:00 I threw the ball for Ollie again, and then all hell broke loose! Between 7:00 and about 7:50, I threw up no less than 15 times. Absolutely wildest fifty minutes of my life…and I had a passing thought about ‘this is how it ends.’ I could hear Kathy telling people at the funeral breakfast that I was fine one minute and then gone. As it was going on, I was hoping that there would be a funeral because I wanted it to stop one way or another! So, what was it? Food poisoning? Heat stress? I know the signs of heat stress. I talk about it on every job, and I’m good about making sure that I’m hydrated. But…it doesn’t take much to throw the body out of kilter. Now, on the food poisoning angle - it was cold cuts, with lettuce and tomato. Yet, it w...

When I opened my phone on Sunday morning, the death of Lindsey Graham was the first post I saw. I felt absolutely nothing. Graham embarrassed himself at the end of his days by being a brown nose for King Pedo. Look back at what Graham said about Pedo back in 2016. He knew exactly who Don Snorleone was. He said that if he won the election we would be ruined and we would deserve it. True. Thing is, at the start of the first term, Graham was invited to golf with Shitler. Following the round, there wasn’t anything that Graham disagreed with when it came to Mr. Cognitive Test. After January 6th, Graham stood on the floor of the senate and explained that ‘it’s gone too far.’ He said that he was ‘out’. The next day, he was ‘in’. An empty suit. If you stand for nothing, you’ll fall for anything. He was an embarrassment. I waited all day Sunday for Mitch McConnell to send his sympathies, but he hasn’t said anything in about a month. But I wasn’t gloating. Graham died at 71 years old. A sudden d...

We watched the 1999 movie, ‘Hurricane’ starring Denzel - who is in the top five of my favorite actors. It’s a well-known story about the boxer, Ruben Carter, who was jailed for a triple-murder he didn’t commit.  Bob Dylan wrote an epic song about it. Anyway, the movie was great too, and towards the end, Denzel speaks about laws and justice, and upholding truths. My heart sunk because we are currently operating outside of those principles. It’s sad. For instance, Mitch McConnell has been incapacitated for quite some time, and may in fact, be dead. Those in power are hiding the fact so that his seat in the senate remains with the GOP. The president is making statements meant to manipulate stock prices as he makes trades to enrich himself and his family. Billions of dollars. Lawless. And I don’t know if I will ever see the pendulum swing back to where honor and justice and integrity become something we strive for. I’ve spoken on the new Stones record. There’s a song called ‘Ringing Ho...