Monthly Archives: September 2016

“You can’t stop the signal, Mal. Everything goes somewhere, and I go everywhere.” Mr. Universe Things get a life of their own. My wife spooks a bear in the backyard and I’m the kind of guy that thinks of it … Continue reading →

Presented without comment:

I’ve referred to a few songs in my Lesbian Squirrels series. I’ll open the squirrel posts up to all viewers eventually. In the meantime here are the songs:  

“And you may ask yourself, well How did I get here? … And you may say to yourself, ‘my God! What have I done?’” The people have spoken and they want lesbian squirrels. For me, this is a change of … Continue reading →

I’ve fallen off the “no-politics” bandwagon so very hard! Forgive me! Complaining that Hillary’s “ass pneumonia” (I’ll bet my ass it’s not just pneumonia) is a bullshit story is shooting willfully deluded fish in an exceptionally small barrel. Is there anybody … Continue reading →

Hillary and The Hairball are appalling candidates. Arguably they’re appalling people. Americans would be better served by normal human beings. Therefore, I’m providing a sample hypothetical candidate. It’s a teaching moment for the reptilians running both parties. I sincerely hope … Continue reading →

I had a weird weekend. I spilled motor oil all over, got stung by a hornet, and painted myself into a corner about “lesbian squirrels”. (The squirrels thing could turn out to be fun.) You know who had a terrible … Continue reading →