I am one of the most easy-going old dudes you will ever meet, but every so often, things happen and, believe it or not, I get agitated.
Like when I hear of abuse of any kind.
I will go after you every bit as hard if you hurt an animal or a human being.
Promise.
Knock off all the “You’ve come a long way, baby!” talk about how far women have come, because that just isn’t the case.
At what point did Amy Coney Barrett sell her femininity? That’s cold to do that to any woman, but since you are appointed for life, I guess it doesn’t really matter.
To you.
Now I am the very first to admit that I was born into some pretty archaic social constructs, but I remember a time when there was normal and different.
Not normal and you-are-freaky-so-I-will-kill-you different.
And the media, out with every trans story they can find, are doing squat to help things.
If everybody stopped worrying about our differences and put that energy into finding our common denominators, well there I go again looking somewhere other than here.
The House has voted to keep Tik Tok out of the United States.
Seriously?
Trying to make them sell to an American company?
No wonder the world thinks were a bunch of assholes over here.
If you don’t like the app, don’t download it.
Boom!
I did I again.
What’s next?
Knock off the drinking and driving.
I know, I know, the pot calling the kettle black, but heed the words of someone who has been there.
We didn’t have the ease of an Uber or a phone app to help us out back then, but the unfortunate reality of being an alcoholic is that I probably wouldn’t have used the help anyway.
Not me.
Badass macho Mexican.
Dumbass alcoholic.
Alcohol ALWAYS wins.
So that little bald thug Putin is unhappy because of the recent aid package passed by the House of Representatives to be sent to Ukraine in their war effort.
Tough shit.
Get over it.
Of course he doesn’t want us to help Ukraine.
When the world first responded with aid, the Ukrainians were kicking the shit out of Putin’s “forces.”
When we stopped, it changed.
Go figure.
I understand that the U.S. is considering sending “extra military advisors” into Ukraine.
The last time I remember hearing that expression was the war in Vietnam.
What is the undying fascination of all things Titanic?
I’m one of the knuckleheads.
Another Boeing fuckup?
Close it down.
I say this as I contemplate flying out to California to see my brother in August.
Maybe they’ll invent teleportation before then.
Maybe not.
Great night last night.
Took my wife out for a birthday dinner at a nice Italian Ristorante and surprised her with three dozen red roses.
Big points.
I have a few songs to learn in my new music project and I’m starting to get excited about the prospect of playing out regularly.
Stay well.
