Hopefully the end ... of 2020 ...

Well of course it is the end of 2020 ... no matter what lies are told or what tendencies are wrangled ... it’s just math ... or calendars ... or maybe colanders if we got pasta ... I like spaghetti.

In any event one year is dying and a new is commencing. That just is and no amount of optimism changes the fact that it’s still merely just tomorrow. Oh I know, I know ... I need to be more positive and optimistic and really I am ... but ... the math is still the math.

What’s my point? What? ... I have to have a point? OK ... let’s see if I can perform under pressure ... nope ... still just writing  whatever whenever however.

I’m not even writing proper Gonzo journalism ... just drunk stream of thought ... but then perhaps it’s like having no style ... is actually a style. 

So at 2121hrs on the eve of the new I can’t help but wonder ...  

2020 ...

 ... a year that will live in infamy. 

Although the original impressive infamy usage described merely one single day, a tragic date to say the least, December 7th 1941. Which all good and educated Americans will say ... well ... everyone knows that Dude.

The problem is a vast number of our young replacement citizens do not. And that is a great problem about now. 

The sad villainy of ignorance of history cannot be overstated. Not sure that makes perfect sense but I liked it and couldn’t delete it so I’m moving on ... just like the scary New Dumbs attempts at rewriting history or simply eliminating it from any school curriculum.

I read a headline once about ‘How did we let the idiot Libs become in charge of educating our children’ ... or something of the sort ... although I may have added the idiot part for my own amusement.

That is a great question ... and to give those wannabe Communist cretins their due credit ... it is a brilliant and surprisingly long developing plan. I usually loosely associate those old hippy, LSD Stalinists with the instant gratification tendencies of today’s electronic robot youth.

In the end the dilemma remains ... how can this tidal wave of misinformation be slowed ... arrested and finally turned around? Before our great country is overwhelmed by the New Dumb and their misguided, misplaced and irrational desire to destroy America and follow morons like Bernie on an irreversible path into the River Styx?

They have had it too easy, take it all for granted and are determined to bring it all down. 

The amazing level of this ignorance is beyond my comprehension. Obviously.

The sad part of all this for me is I haven’t had a drink today ... merely relying on insomnia for motivation in throwing these words down. Wrote about this crap in August as well ... Sorry for repeating the obvious ... just my Alzheimer’s working its magic.

I should have wrote about Ava Gardner instead ... maybe next time.

Cooking shows ...

 ... or eating shows ... or food game shows ... the food channels has got them all ... and I find I’m missing the straight ahead food preparation shows and tuning out the gimmicky BS. Guy’s Grocery Games? Seriously?

Another weird observation I have from watching these so called chefs is their habit of dumping a pile of spices, herbs or other small volume items directly into the center of the bowl contents instead of beginning the even distribution process by sprinkling these ingredients throughout the container ... effectively reducing the blending portion ... which in many instances does little to enhance the dish.

But then what do I know ... perhaps I’m missing something ... after all I’m the guy that’s about to create brunch using ingredients that are nearly 100% yellow or orange.

I need a good spicy hot dish to help sustain me on my days journey ... buying bullets, beer and BBQ takes several Habanero and Manzanita peppers to pull off. And certainly at least half a grapefruit .... as I’m certain Karen and the mask police are out there ready to give me grief as well ... maybe I better throw in some Serrano’s too.

The Pressure is on

Tuesday is seemingly the new deadline of many weeks.

The unknown weekend is looming ... yet there is still time to do something about it. Tuesday.

Shall I ... or ... we ... do anything about it? ... maybe? ... maybe not ... depends upon the drinking. Planned or otherwise.

Tuesday drinking is a natural given ... you probably drank Sunday ... yet perhaps cinema and/or gluttony ate through your moments instead ... and so somehow... inexplicably ... no alcohol was consumed ... and no  abuse occurred. Hey!! It could happen Alex!!

So anyway ... Tuesday was lucky for the High Desert ... because we determined we must go there. Ha ... assuming our presence isn’t too disruptive ... we hope to visit Mom ... Lola May ... my one and only Mother. The greatest Mom of all time ... Ha ... you assume I’m biased .. and yes ... I am ... yet the fact remains. ... she is a better a mom than I ever deserved ... or you ... yah ... you don’t  deserve her either.

Sunday on my mind

 Did someone say it’s hot? I believe it would have to cool down a few degrees to only be considered hot.

And I’m all for it ... Today topped out at 111 ... which may look like cool numerology on the weather channel ... but I’ll take the small irony of 86 anytime.

And now I see here that in dragging my feet I have let the day slip from Sunday to Monday ... easily my least favorite day of the week. Although in another year or so when I actually just stop going to work they may just send me a questioner wondering if I really retired or I just got tired of showing up late and then leaving early to make up for it. After that weird and chilling departure from the toil I have seemingly always know ... I will become a true fan of Monday ... for obvious reasons ... it’ll be just like Saturday ... except without the bath.

2020 - A very bad year ...

 ... at least so far ... and we are 2/3 into it with no common sense in sight. The New Dumb have laid their claim to it and using their lame lies, Black Lies Matter and otherwise to promote their ill informed quest for socialism ... and eventually communism. We haven’t seen this level of dumb ... well that’s another lie ... its always been here in our lifetimes ... growing stronger with the school brainwashing and biased media that have become little more than the propaganda arm of the dimocraps and new dumb zealots.

Why is history so easily ignored?

Antifa? The folks that are Fascists claiming to be fighting Fascism ... the irony of the new dumb never ceases to entertain.

The saddest casualty this year, at least entertainment wise is professional sports ... dumb ass brutes and speedsters who happen to have skills with balls, sticks, hoops and pigskins now also think they should be some sort of spokesmen for the morals and behavior of our nation. The sad irony for me is in the very year my favorite professional sports team wins the big prize is the same year my sense of right and wrong may prevent me from watching them the very next season. Football is sports entertainment ... not a forum for spoiled hypocritical athletes to school us regular folks on their bias and misplaced outrage. Fuck them. 

Whatever right? The same old endless whining of whichever side we’re on at the moment.

Sick of politics would be closer to ‘my truth’ (a hilariously bogus idea) but nowadays its all we talk about ... that and the yearly flu ... a great political tool for the twisted and hopefully doomed New Dumb and their policies.

One day some kid that doesn’t fall for the easy brainwashing road to sheep dip Socialism will wonder .... “Hey Dads ... whatever became of America” ... and silence will be the only answer.