Not Like Here

Via Insty, I see this little piece on people not falling for the Socialists’ gun panic pronouncements and concomitant bullshit anti-gun legislation:

Despite the overwhelming rhetoric machine that the anti-2A people have, a new poll shows that the American public’s taste for new and stricter laws has dropped a bit.

However, what caught my eye was the accompanying pic (from Oregon):

…AND it’s apparently a recent pic.

They must be having fewer gun purchases in Salem, OR — because here in Cuidad Tejas, a stockholding such as that would be cleared out in about 20 minutes on any given Saturday.

They probably have ammo too, the lucky bastards.

Itchy Feet

I have to tell y’all, I got me some itchy feet.  I don’t mean for local travel — I got three days up and three days back from Boomershoot in my near future — I’m talking about strange places where people don’t speak English as their home tongue.

So when I get emails from people with stuff like this enclosed:

…lemme tell ya, it makes me want to pack the old kitbag and get over to the airport.

This Covid nonsense has given me the world’s worst case of cabin fever.  And as for Frankfurt:

I’ve been on this street before, I think, and although I dunno about “Eros” over there on the left, there are some serious bars to be enjoyed Over There.

Besides, my German has become schrecklich  through disuse, and I need to remedy that.  “Educational” —  yeah, that’s the reason for me to book that cheap ticket.

No More A Refugee

Yesterday we got news that our apartment is nearly finished, having had to be rebuilt from the studs up following that burst water main during the Big Freeze back in February.

Yes, we’ve been living in a hotel room since then.  But now, there’s light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak, and we’ll be able to move back into our place over the next week or so…

…which is when I’ll be at Boomershoot.

Think kind thoughts and say a few good words for New Wife, as she struggles to rebuild the nest without me.

But before anyone gets any strange ideas, you have to know this about her:  she lives for this kind of thing, and I don’t.  In fact, I am the worst possible person during a move:  I rage at stuff, I slam fingers in doors, I drop boxes, I kick stuff, I throw things into the pool out of frustration — all that, because of one of my life’s guiding principles:

I refuse to take any shit from inanimate objects.

She, however, is the complete opposite:  nothing makes her happier than organizing stuff.  So she’s going to be puttering around, re-packing kitchen cabinets, hanging clothes, singing happy songs and bossing the movers around — yes, I’ll be arranging for a moving company to move all the heavy stuff from the garage back into the apartment (a distance of a few feet only, but there are doors to wrangle the sofas and beds through — and when they don’t go, that’s precisely when I see red, descend into rage and start to break things).

Had I not invested so much into Boomershoot already, I’d have canceled it — but it’s too late for that at this point, so there it is.

A Good Start

Here’s some good news, for a change:

Ohio Secretary of State Frank LaRose announced Wednesday that 97,795 voters were removed from the rolls after Ohio’s 88 county boards of elections identified the abandoned registrations as part of the maintenance process required by Ohio and federal law.
“Getting rid of bad voter data from the voter rolls helps prevent fraud, makes it easier for county boards of elections to do their jobs, and strengthens the confidence Ohioans place in our elections,” LaRose said. He then said: “And by the way, if anyone attempts to use one of these defunct registrations to vote in the next election, we’re going to execute them right there on the spot.”

Okay, I added that last sentence.  But you know…

 

News Roundup

Trivia, propaganda, and made-up nonsense, all treated with the respect they deserve.


don’t be too sure, Scooter.  Depends on whose knee is on your neck.


as someone once said, you would have to have a heart of stone not to laugh like a hyena at this one.


finally, something President Braindead does that I can get behind.  [/selfish]


frankly, I think the Izzies should do a lot more of it.  (Fucking with the ragheads, and bragging about it.)


okay, can we go back to calling them the other thing then? [/wetbacks]


wherein Germany tries to copy Canada.


as Dr. Increasingly-Irrelevant strives to lose his title by finding another dead horse to beat.  And speaking of irrelevancies:


yeah, the only good thing about Covid was that it pushed this shrill little scold out of the headlines.  So now she gets to scold the world on medical issues?


I’m torn between indifference, and the prospect of future schadenfreude.

and:


begging the question:  what, exactly, are the cases they will accept, if not on election fraud and Constitutional freedoms?  Useless fuckers.

Now for some INSIGNIFICA:

   
   
although to break my own rule, for once:  odds of Our Kim K. ending up with a White royal, billionaire or A-lister:  1,000 to 1.

Finally, some REAL news:

So here’s a small preview thereof:



Hey, it counts as news:  she’s a radio host, right?  Here’s a non-calendar pic of her going to work:

To paraphrase the late Cilla Black:  That’s a lorra-lorra woman, right there.