Thursday, April 30, 2020

Cocktail: Test Pilot

Someone, and I can't remember just who, asked me what was new and (potentially) exciting the other day, to which I responded: Not a damned thing.

Which is a real blessing.  I have enough drama in my life already.  I don't need more.

All that being the case, Big Mike passed me a recipe for an unusual cocktail about a week ago.  Upon reading this latest formula for inducing an alcoholic haze, I wondered aloud if my chain wasn't being pulled.

I finally got the ingredients assembled.  Keep reading.

Saturday, April 25, 2020

SJW Attack on Virtue Signal

I received an email this morning and was forced to meditate with some Irish coffee before I could write about it.  Stand by for informative rant.

Trigger Warning: If you're an SJW, any and all insults or offensive diction is intentional.

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Our Impartial Commercial Media in the United States

I've know that commercial media was a long way from impartial all my life.  These days the bias and vitriol is showing much more than usual.  I'm not the only one who thinks so, either.

Keep reading unless you're an SJW with a thin skin.

Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Need a Mask?

I found this on Knuckledraggin' and I'm re-posting it without permission.  My apologies if it offends any of the principals.

Do you need masks? AbbyS to the rescue!

From AbbyS:

May I ask a favor of you?  I'm currently laid off because of this asinine shut-down. Since I know how to sew & inherited my mom's stash of fabric (she who dies with the most fabric wins - she won) I'm making face masks to donate. If anyone needs a mask for their work, or to go out in public, they can let me know. All I ask is enough for postage. Overnight USPS is $7.75. $3.00 for regular postage & envelopes. Can you put the word out to your readers? I gotta' do something or go crazy. I don't want to read all my books before I go back to work, ya know?

I was going to charge $4.00 for regular masks & $7 for the kind with a pocket for HEPA filters, but I think I'd rather just donate them after all.

If you're interested, her contact information is:

Thanks for reading!
 - Jack

Presidential Election 2020 - What the Moonbats Are Up To

November's the month!  Get out there and vote for Donald Trump for a second term.  Should Trump win, the explosion of moonbat heads everywhere may cause a shift in the Earth's orbit.  Much of the Republik of Kalifornia will be underwater... well, I can hope, can't I?

I think I've discovered what the moonbats might be up to in 2020.  Keep reading, and if you're a moonbat with a thin skin, know that you've been issued the usual trigger warnings (maxi-trigger, trigger, and micro-trigger).

Monday, April 13, 2020

Knuckledraggin' My Life Away

If you read Knuckledraggin My Life Away (and who doesn't, right?) you'll know that the owner is having host problems with GoDaddy just now.  Skipping ahead to the important part, click the link provided below and continue to enjoy the site.

And remember - it's rape, pillage then burn.

In Direct Defiance!

With a complete disregard for my own personal safety and in a premeditated, contemptuous, and direct defiance of lock down, stay-at-home, and social distancing orders from the government everywhere, I joined Big Mike for Easter dinner at his house.

What follows is a general description of the dinner.  Names have not been changed any more than usual.  Insults for all occasions have not been carefully thought out, but if anything occurs to me rest assured I'll deliver it with my best anti-moonbat style.

Saturday, April 11, 2020

Merry Christmas!

Or something.

Last Christmas my dear brother from the great Republik of Kalifornia sent me a gift card.  I used part of it a few days back, and here are the results.

Friday, April 10, 2020

Midnight Shooter: Still Making Noise

They pass laws
     to stop my pen
But the Midnight Shooter
     is at it again

Or something like that.  Keep reading, if you've a mind to.

Saturday, April 4, 2020

New Gun

Guess who got a new gun?

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

You Can't Pick Your Family

...but you can pick your friends and ignore your crazy neighbor lady when she goes off her meds and has a melt-down worthy of any spoiled five year daughter right in your front yard while you're trying to talk to a civil engineer about the heavy rain and the necessary construction of a swale (better known as a drainage ditch around this area).