
Flies On Washington Walls #21

Jim Flanigan Looks at the World
Turning the Mundane into Fundane Since 2015

I have a pond.
My nose is crooked because of the pond.
I still love my quiet pond place.
Am I crazy or did I just write some Haiku including a link to an older, but equally hilarious and actually quite graphic blog post?
Continue reading “What Goes On Underwater, Stays Underwater”


This morning, the blithering and blathering idiots hosting Fox & Friends asked UN Ambassador Nikki Haley to comment on their Fox story reporting that spy satellites detected that North Korea is moving more missiles in place for testing. That sounds like pretty sensitive stuff. To her credit, Nikki Haley responded this way …
Although I love music, these are not Tom Petty thoughts. I wish. I’m afraid they are more Trump petty thoughts. Am I petty to be thrilled at the forecast today in Bedminster, NJ where Trump is vacationing?

While biking yesterday, I spotted the first grasshopper of the year sitting on the trail.

To me, seeing a grasshopper means that Fall is coming soon. Not this year though.


In exchange for enduring a 60ish degree day in early August yesterday, I demand a compensatory 80 degree day in late October. Works for me if it would fall on Halloween so I could wear an off-the-shoulder or bare midriff costume.



Yesterday, Donald Trump signed the first major piece of legislation passed in his first 6+ months in office. No, not healthcare. No, not infrastructure. No, not tax reform.
My wife and youngest daughter just spent a week in Denver visiting family and hiking in the mountains as a summer vacation. I spent a week home alone with my 2 college-age children and 2 geriatric dogs as my summer vacation. Guess who drew the short straw on that one? But I tried to make the best of it, and although I am not sure if I made the “best” of it, I think I at least made the “better” of it. Here’s how …
Continue reading “How I Spent My Summer Vacation & Other Musings Upon My Wife’s Return”

I want to thank Anthony “The Mooch” Scaramucci for his profanity-laced 11 days of service to this great nation.

