The president invited a bunch of professional rodeo cowboys to the White House, and one thing is as clear as the Ponderosa sky… The Cowboy-in Chief looked like he needs to skip the chuckwagon. He’s looking like fifty pounds of manure in a twenty-five pound saddlebag. Astronomers confirm they have seen a laser beam fromContinue reading “Gather ‘Round”
Category Archives: Short stories
Monkey Business
I like Charles Barkley. At 6’ 6” I used to marvel at how much space he could clear out in the paint as he swiped yet another rebound off the glass. Over taller and (much) taller players. He’s also a little bit of a clown, but I’m good with that; the world needs colorful peopleContinue reading “Monkey Business”
I’ll Bite
I know my paltry few hundred subscribers don’t seem like many until you get in a line that long for anything, but U.S. Representative Nancy Mace from South Carolina just came out the very next day after my blog proposing the same “one strike and you’re out” penalty as China has for raping a youngContinue reading “I’ll Bite”
Whaaat?
There are some people you can pick on, and then there are others you shouldn’t. Picking on politicians is easy. And fun. I crack me up sometimes. Entertainers, the wealthy, the criminals and sell-outs of all shapes and sizes who had better be hoping that there really is NOT a place you go to whereContinue reading “Whaaat?”
Rack ‘em Up Again
You can already see stories, rumors, and the usual pile of guano warning of a possible draft to get people to fight in yet another unwanted, unnecessary war in We have to have a longer memory than that… The last time we stuck our noses where it didn’t belong, we got our asses whipped byContinue reading “Rack ‘em Up Again”
Come Again?
I think about five or six days ago I posted a warning about how the use of cyberwarfare might be part of Iran’s battle plans and now they are screwing around with our missile defense systems. Even an old piker like me knows that can’t be real good. I’ve heard that life imitates art andContinue reading “Come Again?”
What’s Good For the Goose…
In this era of big-time money in college athletics, there are several new millionaires populating the rosters, and not just the players. Coaches. Big Money. Kirby Smart at Georgia. Lane Kiffin at LSU. Lincoln Riley at USC. These are some of the biggest names in the profession and when successful, they generate hundreds of millionsContinue reading “What’s Good For the Goose…”
Pot Meet Kettle
The Daily Mail reports that little bald dumbass lawn gnome Vladimir Putin has gone on record as saying the recent killing of Ayatollah Khamenei is a “cynical violation of morality and international law.” STFU. Like you are any better ex-KGB thug and murderous bastard. Spain isn’t allowing old Poopypants Trump to use its bases inContinue reading “Pot Meet Kettle”
So You’re Telling Me There’s a Chance…
It is a rainy day in southern Ohio which is one of the reasons it is so green and beautiful once spring and summer hit and I am practicing for an open mic at a popular Dayton pub tomorrow night. We only get a 30-minute timeslot so here are the songs I plan to play:Continue reading “So You’re Telling Me There’s a Chance…”
Nothing is Possible
Not anymore. Not for everyone. Add Goldie Hawn, once one of the cutest faces in all of celebrityhood (did I just invent another word?) to the list of desperate old buzzards clinging fiercely to their last vestiges of youth with beauty-destroying cosmetic surgery. Artificial cheekbones. Plastic skin pulled tight. Duck lips. Sad. James Blair possessesContinue reading “Nothing is Possible”
