I have been out of town for three blogs.
Visiting family is the best.
I know they continue to investigate Racquel Welch’s cause of death (COD to CSI fans) and I was sad to hear that she had been battling Alzheimer’s but finally succumbed to a cardiac arrest.
What a hottie.
I thought she had it all over Marilyn Monroe, Brigitte Bardot, and Gina Lollobrigida, the measuring sticks for such things in her decades. If you watch Fantastic Voyage, it is a male reflex to reach for those nasty sticky things that are just clinging by suction to the best parts of Racquel Welch.
The Domestic Despot just heard me typing this and thumped me on the head with my cane.
One of these days…
Why are people still travelling to Mexico?
Are you out of bullets and can no longer play Russian Roulette?
People are disappearing for good over there, and guess what?
People in this country are disappearing every day; whether they have been de-sensitized or enlightened, who the hell even knows anymore, and really, who gives a shit?
Trump and the idiots in red will continue to shock and nah and Jojo and his cronies will fuck something up given enough time.
Evidently, one of the horseshit-spewing rags I saw claimed that militarized Nazi groups pose a larger threat to the United States than either that little bald lawn gnome in Russia, or that other silly bastard in China.
Time will tell.
Jeff Bezos is an egomaniacal douchebag who just spent five hundred million dollars on a superyacht.
I don’t care.
My penis is larger.
He loses.
With Easter in the rearview mirror, I may hit the course tomorrow, weather permitting.
Here is the headline: “Many people believe the largest cave in America is haunted.”
Reality—many people are fucked up.
Evidently, a missing woman spent two weeks adrift with her husband’s corpse. Two weeks is a very long time to go without food.
I wonder how much of the man’s corpse was recovered.
In yet another who-gives-a-rat’s-ass decision, poor Gwyneth Paltrow got to play the victim and go through a waste of public time and resources to win her one dollar “award.”
Very cool that Spaniard John Rahm won the Masters. He is a class act, and a machine of consistency.
Trump, put your weak-ass raised fist down. Such a pansy gesture, especially the way you limply hold your “power to the people” sign of your still being ashamed that Stormy Daniels remarked you weren’t exactly “big “ Don, if you know what I mean.
Have you seen Shania Twain lately?
Ouch.
That other dumbass Elon Musk is actually (from out of his ass) trying to quantify the amount it will cost us if we keep using fossil fuels.
He says it is 14 trillion dollars.
My little Cocker Spaniel Bruiser is licking his balls right now, but he has also put a price tag on everything: three milk bones should do it.
Stay well.
