Sparky is getting too big for his britches. Not in the “putting on airs” sense. I encourage him to be a confident boss. No, he is just getting too big. Sparky doesn’t have any britches, but now that I’ve got a sewing machine, if I made him some britches, he mustn’t be splitting the seams.
ABC News: Biden pardons Hunter
This morning, when there were rumors that Biden might pardon Hunter, I felt that would be fine. I had hoped that Biden would speak frankly and honestly, but assumed he’d issue a statement similar to what is linked here.
BrainDead is the TV show to watch right now.
This show aired in 2016, just as Trump was locking down the Republican presidential primary in 2016. It is political satire done as horror science fiction. It’s all played as a light comedy.
A good friend called “bullshit” on my suggestion that the 2020 election was shady.
This article is interesting because the numbers aren’t what I’d have guessed. The graph lumps press conferences in with interviews, but the article provides more detail.
Biden hid from the press, but I wouldn’t have guessed that Reagan wasn’t out there more.
I got on this track because, “The White House press corps is already “exhausted” at the outset of the second Trump administration.”
It’s never appealing to hear people complaining about their jobs, but it is appalling to hear grumbling from the White House press corps.
Being a part of the White House press corps is, I understood, a prestigious position for a journalist. They really aren’t going to like it when bloggers and social media influencers are given press passes.
The White House press corps was derelict in their duty to inform Americans about President Biden’s frailty and deteriorating mental health. They should be ashamed.
In an alternate time-line, the corporate press would have reported on Biden’s condition, Dr. Jill would not have insisted upon a second term, the Democratic Party would have held a legitimate primary, the world would not have learned that Kamala Harris was dumb and unprepared, nobody outside of Minnesota would be familiar with Tim Walz and some other Democrat would have run for president against Trump.
The election result may have been the same, but it wouldn’t be as embarrassing for the Democratic Party.
Can’t Stop the Music is the movie that featured the YMCA music video, so I decided to watch it. The movie is on Youtube. It has an IMDB rating of 4.3. It is bad, so I’m watching it in German to avoid the painful dialogue. Even though it takes place in NYC, it is a fascinating depiction of the disco era.
This photo was taken almost two years ago, the day after I brought Sparky home. Man, he has really let himself go. No wonder his nickname is Señor Piglet. He needs to get on the carnivore diet.
Sparky was all ears when I told him the troubling news. Yesterday, while Sparky was patrolling the grounds, I saw a coyote between the chain link fence and the sound wall. It wasn’t far from the grape vines where Sparky likes to snuffle. They would be on opposite sides of the fence, so that’s not an issue.
On Tuesday, I maxed out on the bench press at 175 pounds, which is 5 pounds more than my high school maximum.
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