I have gotten side-tracked with all this inauguration stuff. I need to get back to hawking my book of 16 short stories titled BEYOND: Tales of the Afterlife while also entertaining you, my valued readers (he said, sucking up to his readers in the hope of making a book sale and earning a few measly coins from Amazon).
In a non-COVID world, I would normally be out on a promotional tour of truck stops and gas stations throughout the Rust Belt of the US reading excepts from the book, with or without the venue’s consent, which can make for an interesting book reading. The readings featuring sock puppets are normally the favorites of people who happen to come inside for a rotisserie hot dog or shower. But with COVID, I have resorted to video readings.
Let’s dive into the first story titled “Doggone.” All 16 stories are connected in some way to the afterlife, and this one finds the lead character, Jerry, waking up in the afterlife confronting God. But not God as humans may typically imagine God. God is in a bit of a different form here, and why not? I won’t give too much away, because I know you are dying to read it (pun intended).
This video clip features me reading about Jerry’s indignation at being the victim of a practical joke played on him by God.
So, where do QAnon conspiracy nutjobs go from here? I imagine them asking each other, “Can Trump still declare martial law AFTER Biden is inaugurated?” And to be clear, that’s MARTIAL law, not marshall law.
I know the My Pillow CEO is not a high level diplomat or politician. I know he’s just Donald Trump’s conspiracy buddy and treasonous traitor. But geez, he’s visiting the White House. Is it too much to ask to expect him to have his shirttail tucked in? To me, that doesn’t seem to be too big of a request.
I have not altered the following pic in any way other than cropping it out of the Fox News website. Correct me if I’m wrong, but that does NOT appear to be crazy QAnon Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene referenced in the headline.
If that is indeed Greene, I can see why Greene is crazy & angry all the time. Not a good look at all.
You can call me crazy, but that sure looks like Senator Lindsey Graham, Trump’s faithful lapdog. If you ask me, it’s still not a good look for him. But ask yourself this … have you ever seen Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene and Senator Lindsey Graham in the same room together? Think about it. Both last names are very similar. They both have names (Lindsey & Taylor) that can apply to a man or woman. Green represents Georgia while Graham represents South Carolina, which are ajoining states! Graham has the nickname Lady G. Greene has the nickname Crazy QAnon Lunatic Lady. Okay, so that last one doesn’t fit the argument too well, but take a look at this recent pic of Greene I used for the featured image of this revealing post.
Let’s just hope Graham/Greene doesn’t reveal any more in the future.
I am sad to say that one of my self-acclaimed and sometimes mildly amusing Mite Be Funny cartoons is NOT the all-time most-viewed post on this blog. It is this monstrosity …
It registers well over 3000 views, and that number continues to grow daily. If you search on Google for “maga hat mark of the best,” my post is at the top of page 2. I hesitate to post a link, but if someone is really interested in the original satirical post on Biblical/political (Biblitical?) numerology, click HERE.
In July, I added this post to disavow the original post as UTTER NONSENSE. It didn’t work. I could just kill the original post, but the views alternately entertain and terrify me. And then this comment from a reader arrived …
I’m not a huge Elvis Presley fan, but I like the song he recorded titled “Suspicious Minds.” Here’s a live video version with studio-recorded audio that I kind of like because of the Spanish subtitles and the construction site clips interspersed with the concert footage.
Now imagine that instead of singing about suspicious minds, he was singing about Trump’s seditious lies. I think it would go something like this …
This post is not about the popular Netflix streaming television show. I guess the featured image is a bit misleading. No, it is about the strange things happening with this blog. Views are up. Likes are up, although the bar was set low. I’m adding followers faster than people resigning from the Trump administration. I now count over 500 followers of the blog here, over 100 more who view this crap on Twitter, and I’m even adding followers on Tumblr, which I had forgotten I even had. What’s strange is that content hasn’t changed. It is still mediocre drivel. I don’t trust how this is going. I’m going to keep an eye on all of you. No funny stuff, okay? Leave that to me. You’ve been warned. And BTW, thanks for reading and following.
Gerry Marsdsen, front man and singer-songwriter for Gerry and the Pacemakers, passed away at age 78 from … heart problems. Is it just me, or does that seem to be super-ironic? It turns out he actually did have a pacemaker, but it was a heart infection that did him in.
At one point, Gerry and the Pacemakers rivaled the Beatles for popularity. Don’t believe me? I don’t blame you after all the nonsense I’ve delivered through this blog. But maybe you’ll believe a freakin’ knight. Take a look at what Sir Paul tweeted along with a great pic from the rock & roll history archives …
I’ve really tried recently to back away from all things Trump. He lost. He will most likely be prosecuted by someone, somewhere after he leaves the White House. Joe Biden will be the next President of the USA as of January 20th. After four years of Trump’s nonsensical, destructive alternative-reality, I’m sick of hearing from and about him. So, I’ve been staying away from cable news and Twitter. However, my wife tells me that Trump won’t leave and insists he didn’t lose and still plans to be living in the White House after January 20th. I wonder how he’ll like sharing the White House with the Biden’s large German Shepherds.
I hear that dogs love Trump …
And speaking of dogs, what or who do you see in this dog’s ear?
Happy New Year to you all as I wrap up my Twelve Days of Blogging. When last I checked my weight in an act of public self-shaming, I had gained 2 pounds back from my summer & fall 17 pound weight loss. I hatched a crazy plan to gain less than 5 pounds per month during the 3 winter months, and I would then start Spring 2021 weighing less than last year. Even nuttier is that’s the plan I’ve decided to follow – weight gain. It’s the only plan I have. Winter weight gain is inevitable for me. The best I can do is minimize it.
I knew December would be hard. By the end of the month, my diet had turned almost exclusively to a focus on the 4 holiday food groups of cookies, chocolate, caramel, and eggnog. My workouts had faded as Christmas activities and a bathroom renovation took precedence over self-care. Unfortunately, the numbers don’t lie …