Buffalo for lunch.

A nice, big buffalo burger.

Yeah, buffalo. 

When they change that guy's name to Bison Bill I'll start eating  bison burgers.

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A day of fixing stuff.

I have a spare room that is used to store some of the wife's stuff and she wants to keep the cat out which I understand.

Of course the simple answer is to keep the door closed but that can create more headaches than it solves, especially when one turns off the heat in the room. Things get musty fast and if let go it doesn't take a whole lot of time before paint peels and plaster starts to get moldy and even come apart.

Houses are made to be lived in and the worst thing you can do to one is unoccupy it. They need moving air to stay healthy. It doesn't take much to keep the air moving. Our normal walking around creates more than enough moving air. I suppose even the wanderings of a house cat or two will do this. You don't need powerful fans in every room.

Actually I was thinking of putting in a small fan, maybe one powered by a USB charger. Either that or a computer fan. Neither of which use much energy. I might even go with a simple solar powered one.

Anyway, today's project is to reopen the heating and return ducts and build and install a screen door of 1/2 inch hardware cloth. It'll let the room breathe and will keep the cat out. It may not look like something out of House Beautiful but it ought to work.

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No! No! You;re doing it all wrong!

You know who you are and I see what you did.

It's a snow morning and you went outside, started your car ane went back inside again to get ready for work. You're destroying the entire planet and it's ALL YOUR FAULT! You're polluting MY atmosphere and I have to breathe your terrible exhaust smoke while you dawdle around getting ready to go to work.

The proper way to get your car ready to go to work on a snowy day is to get up a little earlier, dress warmly and go outside. You remove every single flake of snow off of your car, scrape the windshield and all windows until they are 100% crystal clear. Don't forget the mirrors.

Once that is done you may then get into the driver's seat and fire up the car and drive out into the street and shiver as the car heats up and the heater starts blowing warm air. Or if you care to you can avoid the shivers by dressing up like Nanook of the North.

The drawback to bundling up is that as soon as the heater warms up you will start sweating like a pig.

When your breath starts to condense and stick to the windshield you should turn up the blower and see what happens. I suppose if the car has not heated up yet and your windshield is fogged up you can let your car run while you scrape off the inside of your windshield, but be quick about it. Can't be wasting our precious resources!

Some time ago someone asked me about this. They were worried about running their car and wasting energy. They asked me what I did.

"I've got a pretty good job, " I said. "I can AFFORD to waste our precious natural resources. I get up early and warm up my pickup."

I don't think they handled that one well.

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I now have some ribs in the slow cooker that have been there for about 12 hours.

It's 0630 now and they ought to be done by noon.

Around 11 I'll put them on a sheet, slather them with more sauce and bake them for about an hour.

Lunch.

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An Old Seattle story. Fisherman's Terminal area.

For a cop the Fisherman's Terminal area years ago was a love or hate beat. It was either sought after or to be avoided depending on the officer.

Fishermen being fishermen, I suppose there was more than their fair share of drunkeness and a few odd scuffles but there was little serious crime there. 

There were also a number of second hand/Goodwill type stores in the area. You could be anyone you wanted for a couple of bucks. You could walk in wearing jeans and a sweat shirt and walk out dressed like Al Capone or an elephant hunter for under five bucks.

One time my bored buddy and I bought a serge grey suit, a late 40s/early 50s model, a fedora and a pair of glasses. We also found a pretty good Superman outfit.

Another guy we knew, Dan, donned the outfit and we waited for the beat cop to stumble on by. Dan could run like a deer.

Anyway, the cop was about halfway up the block when Dan came running past him, dove into the phone booth and a couple of seconds later came out as Superman. He flitted around the corner and disappeared into a shop and headed straight to the men's room or someplace out of sight.

The cop came charging up the street with a "What the hell is this all about?" look on his face. He looked around the corner and saw the two of us with astonished looks on our faces, pointing out to the horizon.

We turned and looked at him wide eyed and said someone or something had jumped into the phone booth, jumped out again and had flown off.

He went to the phone booth about 20 feet away, looked and rifled through the clothing. He turned to glare at us with a somewhat amused look.

"Good job," he said. "You even got the glasses and the right kind, too. Now why don't you guys just go drinking somewhere like the rest of you guys and leave me alone. You two guys have too much time and money on your hands and that's a damned dangerous combination!"

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The all time stupidity award goes to the mayor of Wauwatosa, Wisconsin said

"Guns have no place in shopping malls or other places in which crowds of people gather... If the shooter had complied with that policy, no one would have been hurt yesterday."

Really? Perhaps the shooter couldn't read the sign or something. Let's blame the schoolteachers.

My guess is the mayor that said that is a complete, total unmitigated idiot.

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A poem I picked up somewhere.

I picked this up somewhere and to cover the author's ass from possible doxxing etc I have not attributed it. The author is still working and wants to stay that way.

Innocence Lost I believe because IT IS thanksgiving, we should be talking and doing something about this “most Historic Fraud in American History”. It seems to be very well documented in many states. I personally, do not think, “well, yes it happened and do not worry, because next time we will fix it”, works for me. No, I believe it should be fixed now. This election, this time in history. Lets not make light of this, or accept, The fraud. It was so great that it actually changes OUR history. We will be forced to be under the leadership of a man “we the people” did not honestly, ethically and morally choose. It needs to be corrected now. It is like telling a mother in the hospital when she is given the wrong baby, to take him on home and stop complaining. The nurses and doctors thought they knew what baby she should have and they conspired, cheated and took him from her. They Handed her another that in no way reflected the genetics of her past. “Stop complaining, we know better than you, this child is more suited to you.” “Do not cause trouble, put your sunglasses on and hide your tears accept this child and be glad you got it in the first place.” “Go on now, shut up.” We the people want what we justly chose, and was ours in the first place. Stop playing games, stop committing these irreversible moral crimes against us. We want what we labored and delivered to lead us in a time of crisis and gain. We do not want our future altered by crime and greed. We deserve to not have to endure and or wonder what happened to that person that was ours and illegally torn away from us. Our lives and those after us, are forever changed, altered, abused and left with a hole in our heart for the nation that never was. We justly are mourning and angry at the loss that was stolen from us. Do not tell us to be quiet. We will be heard. We demand to be.

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I just read where the DOJ is looking to reintroduce electrocutions and the firing squad.

I'm not sure it the article is accurate or not. But here's a link.

https://www.businessinsider.com/doj-looking-to-bring-back-firing-squads-electrocutions-for-executions-2020-11

I suppose if I were being executed for some capital crime I would opt to be shot but maybe not.

The do gooders could probably screw that one up, too.

They would cheat the condemned man out of a cigarette and make sure he was wearing a Covid 19 mask when they shot him.

Leave it to the self rightous do gooders to screw up a simple firing squad execution.

https://www.businessinsider.com/doj-looking-to-bring-back-firing-squads-electrocutions-for-executions-2020-11

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Someone made an interesting point.

If Trump concedes he's part of the cover up.

Was the election fraudulent?

You bet it was.

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I flew yesterday and actually got a few minutes of fitful sleep on board.

Which is rare. I seldom sleep in commercial jets.

It reminded me of the time I actually fell into real sleep on an airplane. 

Actually it seems to be jets I can't sleep well on. For some reason I can sleep on prop jobs.

Anyway it was on Alaska Airlines which is a place I am loved and treated like a king by the crew. I went out like a light for a couple of hours and when I woke up the person in the seat next to me asked me if I enjoyed my nap and felt refreshed. I was still kind of groggy, though.

She was one of those creepy women that is generally toasted on mood elevators and talks down to everyone like they are toddlers and was therefore a ripe target of opportunity. I acted like I was in a dense fog.

"Huh? What? How come I'm not hung over? How come I don't have to puke? I guess I'm still drunk. You're not the stripper I picked up at the club! Who are you? Where am I?" I answered. "Huh? Oh. I'm on an airplane headed to Pittsburgh. I was wondering why I'm not hung over."

As luck would have it the attendant was within earshot and turned and looked at me supressing a smirk. The woman turned to her and started in with the usual "Did you hear that?" line.

What the attendant the attendant blew my mind. She told the woman, "Better get used to it. You just met a real Alaskan. I'll change his seat." She turned to me, "Follow me," she said.

I did as directed and she took me forward and seated me in First Class and said, "Sit here and behave yourself. That was a real Academy Award performance. Jack Nicholson couldn't have done any better. How much have you had to drink?"

"Nothing," I replied.

"Let me get you one, on us," she said.

I found myself seated to a pretty good guy. When I told him what I had done he laughed himself silly and I had a great flight. We both wondered how outraged the woman was when she saw I was being seated in First Class.

While this wasn't all that long ago it was back in recent history when the world had a sense of humor and the companies let the people in the field handle things and run the show at grass roots. I doubt this would happen today.

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On another forum someone asked if anyone had won any decent prizes over the years.

People listed the various things they had won over the years. It was sorta interesting.

My favorite answer came from a salty retired NYC cop.

"I hit the precinct homicide pool one year for $2000"

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Something interesting I found. 4Chan is almost always spot on.

This isn't mine. Just happened to see this on 4chan. I believe everything that Anonymous said in this post is true. Just thought I would share with you guys. Don't give up men. This ain't over yet.


Anonymous - 11/22/20 @12:16 am est ~


It's strange to realize that Trump is currently standing at not only one of the greatest crossroads in political history, but in all of human history. Strange because such things are usually only evident in hindsight, with the passage of many years and the knowledge of how subsequent events played out. But in this case the stakes are quite clear with only our current knowledge. And these stakes are higher than any before. Trump is not only fighting for his life and the lives of his family. He's not just fighting for his legacy. He's not even fighting for the survival of the Republic of the United States. Trump is literally fighting for the continued existence of humanity as we know it.

It is obvious at this point, after almost 9 months of coronavirus hysteria (which is now ramping up again) and with globalist elites openly promoting their "Great Reset" plan, that the long-talked about NWO "conspiracy theory" is now being implemented across the world. Everyone here knows what they have in store for us and for our children. It is a future where the concepts of freedom, privacy, tradition and private property do not exist. A future where you will be microchipped and forcefully vaccinated with DNA-altering poisons at the whim of the government, where all of your movements will be tracked and monitored, where Christianity will be heavily persecuted if not outlawed entirely, where the ownership of assets will be limited to the elite. In short, they have in mind the creation of a permanent slave underclass. The total domination of humanity, physically, psychologically and spiritually. If this sounds like a vision of Hell, that's because it is literally Satanic. This is the world system of Antichrist made manifest.

Donald Trump is the only major world leader who stands against this agenda. Joe Biden and Kamala Harris are 100% on board with it, and if Biden assumes the Presidency he (or more accurately, the puppets pulling the doddering old fool's strings) will immediately begin working on the Great Reset/NWO agenda. Further, if Biden becomes President after "winning" an election that was so blatantly rigged, the United States of America will essentially no longer exist. Arguably, we are at that point already, even if Trump should prevail. If the citizens believe they can no longer have faith in the democratic process, then there is no longer the pretext of democracy in America. We have entered a new era. The only thing that matters at that point is power, and who is able to wield it. The means by which one attains that power are irrelevant. It is a game of victory or death. Thus the only rule is: "by any means necessary".

And so knowing the stakes, we return to Trump, standing at the crossroads. He will soon be faced with a monumental choice. He can submit to Biden's fraudulent victory and willingly vacate the Presidency, or he can refuse to do so and maintain control by any means necessary. The former will result not only in Trump's personal ruination (likely including imprisonment), but the ruination of his family, and the destruction of the United States discussed above. The latter would almost assuredly kick off an outright civil war, and even if Trump's faction should prevail, would embark the U.S. down an uncertain and uncharted path of American Caesarism. And yet, however grim these two possibilities are, Trump must indeed choose one of them over the coming weeks. His hand has been forced. The die must be cast.

I hope and pray that Trump can rise to this moment, and that not only is God not done using him as a cudgel of divine punishment against the wicked powers of the world, but has in fact preserved and prepared him for precisely this opportunity, when all the cards are on the table and every player has gone all-in. Now is the time Trump must act decisively. He must be prepared to use the full power of the Presidency and his authority as Commander in Chief to crush his enemies, who are the servants of the evil one and who work to bring America fully under their Satanic one-world system. After he has fully exposed the attempt to steal the election, he must use his authority under the Insurrection Act to arrest and/or kill everyone who participated in this plot. He must arrest the leadership of the Democrat Party, everyone of significance in the mainstream media, the major players in big tech, and the numerous other globalist string pullers and heavyweights behind the scenes who are mostly unknown to us (i.e. Soros and his ilk). These people have outed themselves as enemies of America and must be treated as such.

Trump won the election in a landslide. He has the loyalty of the American people. He has the loyalty of the police and the military. It is within his power to take this fight and to win it. If he submits to the forces of the NWO, we are doomed as free people and must spend the rest of our lives seeking only spiritual solace (if this is God's plan, so be it, we will endure until the end). But perhaps there is yet hope, and the final hour of America has not yet come. Perhaps Trump will cross the Rubicon and take the fight to the forces of darkness, beating back the globalists and giving the United States another chance to turn things around.

Whatever the outcome, we must remember that things are in God's hands now. If Trump succeeds, he will be regarded by history as the greatest President since George Washington, and a leader of world-historical significance. If he fails he will be vilified by all sides, his Presidency marking the destruction of the country. And so our fortunes rise and fall with him. We must pray for our President. We must pray for the strength to endure the trials to come, which will be severe either way things go. We must pray. We must pray. We must pray. For the great mass of humanity who sit breathlessly, watching Trump stand at the crossroads of history, there is naught else to be done.

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Who they would want to compose your life in a soundtrack?

My favorite answer was, "A retard on a drum set."

I admit it. I laughed.

Why? Probably because it fits me well.

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What in the wide, wide world of sports is a goin' on around here?

There is a footlocker I travel with. It's the kind college kids use in their dorm rooms. For air travel it counts as a single bag which is a good deal and it holds a LOT.

My name is stenciled on it as is are the dimensions to keep airlines people from having to get out the tape and measure it.

There is also a sticker on it that says:

Air Force Survival kit.

Contents:

One .45 caliber automatic

Two boxes of ammunition

Four days concentrated emergency rations

One drug issue containing antibiotics, morphine, vitamin pills, pep pills,sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills

One miniature combination Russian phrase book and bible

One hundred dollars in rubles

One hundred dollars in gold

Nine packs of chewing gum

One issue of prophylactics

Three lipsticks

Three pair of nylon stockings

Let's see what happens to it the next time I run through TSA.

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An interesting post I found somewhere else.

This post came from another site. The subject was about how in Portland Antifa and BLM are now bickering among themselves.

Numerous Antifa people have been seen holding up anti-Biden signs. I suppose they hate Trump more but they are no friend of Joe Biden.

It appears that Antifa took advantage of BLM who took advantage of the poor inner city black community which is what Democrats have been doing for decades.

Cart 'em off to the polls and after they vote and get dropped the promises seem to get forgotten. Of course the Democrats sometimes do leave some trinket like a free cell phone or something. They do have to leave something lest they begin to figure things out and stop allowing themselves to be carted off to the polls.

Antifa isn't likely to leave anyone squat except for being beaten up or burned out. 

The Gospel according to Piccolo says never get in the way of domestic disputes of people you don't like to begin with. I once tried to pull some guy off of his wife when he was beating the holy hell out of her and got hit in the head with a handbag for my troubles. It almost knocked me out.

Anyway someone commented on BLM and Antifa fighting among each other and here's what he had to say: 

Ive been saying this for years. Ever since Clinton. The left is made up of the fringe elements, the outcasts, the freaks, the lazy and criminal.
Clinton was a master at bringing them all under their party for sheer numbers. He played to every "special" little group.

And they all found a home in the Democrat Party along with the freaks and Communists it already had.


Here's where it gets fun.......

Now that all these collective misfits create collectively the base of the Democrat Party.....They all have been led to believe that THEY will be getting a seat at the table.
The LGBTQ crowd screams that they are the most discriminated so therefore, they get to take the lead.
Commies say they've been in the fight the longest and have all the plans to really make America into the socialist utopia if they can be Boss.
The Blacks say, "Fuck You!" we've been oppressed and had injustices against us way longer than you! WE run this party!"
The illegals say they run shit because they had their land stolen and half of what is America actually belonged to them first.
and all while this is going on.....
The Muslims are waiting to enact their plan to behead all the groups above to gain power and take total control.

It's going to be great watching them eat each other as the DNC loses control and actually comes under attack from the groups they promised all the free shit to and never even tried to deliver.

Let them fight.

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Eventually this blog is going to disappear

because the server doesn't like the way I think.

That's starting to happen in a lot of places. For one example the Gateway Pundit just got notice they are no longer going to be able to use their current server.

So have a few others.

I can see the day in the not too distant future when my decade plus of writings simply disappear.

Big Brother is watching me.

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I have not made it to ham radio club meeting since this Covid crap started.

because they are all Zoom meetings which sucks.

I don't want to play that game. Things are bad enough as it is I do not want to attend electronic meetings. Things are too electronic as it is.

It's to the point where you can't even go fishing anymore without someone's phone going off. The last time I went to the movies (some time ago) I shouted, "Hey, Asshole! Take it outside!" to some jerk that tried to take a call during the show.

I think if he were closer I would have dumped my soda on him but then again maybe not. Sodas at the movies are expensive and a person like that isn't worth it.

Still, electronics are no substitute whatsoever for a face to face real live connection.

I suppose for work in a situation where geography makes it ridiculous to travel to a meeting that it's a useful tool but it takes so much away from things.

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Food shopping in San Francisco

in a chain supermarket is a joke.

Everything is so expensive there to begin with and needless to say, it has to be chemical free, 100% organic and whatever the new hip thing is.

Now I was looking or a simple bag of frozen chicken breasts which I bake and cut up for salads or use in pot pies or things like that. It's not like I was trying to prepare a gourmet meal out of them.

I couldn't find them so I asked one of the meat people. She handed me a package of 100% guaranteed chemical free range raised pure organic chicken breasts and explained how good they are for me.

I gave the package a dubious look, placed it in my cart and with my usual very straight serious face told her, "I suppose I can baste them with diesel fuel to get all the good stuff back in them."

The look I got was priceless.

When she left I put them back in the case.

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I have always wondered what would happen if some Walmart hired a real nasty greeter.

The kind of person Danny DiVito would play. 

Just a nasty, snarling ball of hate, viciousness and abuse.

It would be a joy to walk into Walmart and ask the greeter how he was doing and have him reply "Not worth a $hit! Why? You writin' a book or somethin"? Well, leave my chapter out and make it  mystery!"

What would be even better is watching the look on some karen's face when he asks her if the kids she has with her are twins.

"Do they look like twins?" asked the karen.

"Nah. I was just wonderin' how you got anyone to screw you twice."

What is interesting to note is something like that has a better chance of catching on than you would think. 

I can picture some Karen complaining and demanding such a greeter get fired only to hear the manager tell her that he's the highest paid employee in the entire store, including him and people drive for  hours to come to that store to be insulted by him.

While I certainly wouldn't bet on it being successful, I sure wouldn't give any odds against it, either. Some pretty strange things have created some pretty whacked out cult followings.

If you don't believe me just Google "Edsel Ford Fong'.

 

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I have figured out why so many people that travel by air look so seedy.

It is because so many of them are homeless.

Or so I told someone recently.

I was at the airport and saw a real slob. I mean a REAL slob to the point where someone else commented which is fairly rare. People generally keep to themselves these days.

I answered that the police are buying tickets for homeless people to get rid of them and that San Francisco is a common dump-off place because they can just crap on the sidewalks there.

She asked me how I knew this.

"Simple. I was living under the 40th Street in Pittsburgh and had a pretty good thing going until the police rounded me up and sent me here."

She looked aghast. "But you don't look homeless," she said.

"Ahh, I just got cleaned up at some church after the Frisco cops rounded me up and they're sending me back where I came from. Your tax dollars in action." I replied. "Actually I do dress rather well for a homeless guy when I'm back in the Burgh. Sometimes I actually wear a suit and tie I get from the leftovers of church rummage sales. Snappiest dresser under the 40th Street Bridge!"

She looked really shocked.

Another one. Hook, line and sinker.  

Actually everyone knows that the cops don't buy bums airline tickets. They buy them bus tickets.

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