Day by Day

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Shit

Antonin Scalia died today.

I told this to my wife, and her response was "Shit.  Obama gets to select another one"

And you know the GOP is too gutless, pathetic, scared, weak and spineless to prevent yet another fucking communist on the court.  We've been one vote away from a tyrannical state for years.  We're about to go over that ledge, and there's probably no going back.

Made it

I'm in what'll be my home for the next few years, barring any kind of event that changes things substantially.

Man, I'm tired of driving.

Friday, February 12, 2016

At one point today

I was skipping through AM Radio while driving, and was able to pick up stations from Chicago, Detroit, Cincinnati, and Atlanta.  It made trying to figure out the weather reports rather interesting.  On a side note, Chicago ain't happy with the Bulls.

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Deep freeze

If the weather reports I read are accurate, it's about 10 degrees when we woke up this morning.



Yee.  Haw!

As a side note, just listening to Colbie Caillat makes me want to take that woman into a dark room and do wonderful things to her.

If you're a red-blooded male, and her voice doesn't give you a tingle in the no-no place, you've got issues.

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Traveling once again

We had a good break.  Spent lots of times with friends, ate lots, drank good beer, smoked lots of cigars.

On the move now.  Posting will be light.

Tuesday, February 09, 2016

The Doritos ad

From the Super Bowl apparently has the pro-baby-murder group NARAL up in arms because it "humanizes a fetus".

In other words, it reminds people that a human baby is a human baby, and ripping it apart limb from limb and then sucking it out of the womb is murder.

I guess I'm not as political as I thought, as every single person in the room when we watched the commercial damn near shat themselves laughing.  Me, my wife, my football-watching buddy (who is female, and just a bit younger than my mother's age), her husband, and the various other folks in the room.

We all laughed.  Hysterically.

Trust NARAL to take a funny commercial and attempt to twist it so that their baby-murdering agenda is front and center.

Phaw.  Humorless nags and harpies, that group.

Monday, February 08, 2016

I didn't see the halftime show

For the past couple of years, I've just walked out of the room when the Super Bowl half-time show came on.  I just didn't give a crap.  In LA, I'd go out back of the cigar lounge I went to, and tossed a football around with a couple of the other guys.  This year I went out and had a small cigar, but didn't pay one single bit of attention to the half-time entertainment.

I guess that was a good decision once again.

I don't listen to Beyonce.  Other than the fact that she and her husband supported Obama just because of his skin color, I didn't know all that much about her.  But it turns out she's another racist thunder-cunt who has no problem demanding the services of the police that she hates.

Ah well.  I'd boycott her, but that would first assume that I was buying anything of hers, which I'm not.  So I guess I'll just say she can take a flying fuck at a rolling donut.

The military now resembles a science fiction movie

A while back, I read "A Desert Called Peace" by Tom Kratman.  In it, the old earth is essentially one gigantic UN, and the Federated States military care more about social justice and environmentalism than they do about winning wars.

Thanks to that fucking Marxist shitheel currently infecting the Oval Office, that sci-fi story is coming true.

The Pentagon is ordering the top brass to incorporate climate change into virtually everything they do, from testing weapons to training troops to war planning to joint exercises with allies. 
A new directive’s theme: The U.S. Armed Forces must show “resilience” and beat back the threat based on “actionable science.”

I cannot begin to tell you how infuriated I am every time something like this pops up.  The damage that has been done, and is still being done to our military is incalculable.  We're not coming back from this.

And then I start to think about all the Obama myrmidons out there, who cheer his every action, and that anger burns even hotter.  But slower.  Like a fire that's been banked, just waiting for the next bit of fuel and air.

Obama, that repugnant, slimy piece of anti-American shit, is not the problem.  Obama is the symptom of the problem.  The problem is the huge number of people living in this country who care more about getting their free crap than they care about the future of the country.  The problem is the sheer number of people living in this country who don't even like it here, because they've been brainwashed by legions of socialist/communist fuckwads in schools and universities, but who don't have a clue what it's like outside their pampered bubbles.  The problem is the ignorant pukes at Occupy Wall Street camps screaming about how corporations are evil into their iPhones to upload on YouTube.  Thew problem is men without chests.

There will come another war.  Unlike the last one, the vast majority of deaths will most likely occur in urban areas, because that's where these idiotic, ignorant, pampered, selfish Marxist drones live.  And if that's the case, then we don't need to root them out of the fields and forests and glens and dells.  We just have to keep them from leaving their urban jails, and let nature, and the Democrat Free Shit Army do the rest.

Congrats to the Denver Broncos

I figure this will probably be Payton Manning's last game.  He's had a hell of a career, and to go out on top is what players want to do.

As a side note - if there's one celebrity I look like, it's Payton Manning.  I've actually been accosted by people who thought I was him, until they got up close and found out that I was a few inches shorter.  So, when he retires, there will be nobody famous who looks like me.  Bummer.

Sunday, February 07, 2016

I turned off the debate last night

Got tired of watching people fall into the MSM's same old trick of getting them to defeat themselves.

Rubio and Christie's bitch-slap fight got tiresome real quick.  Rubio can't play Christie's game and win.  Christie enjoys getting dirty, Rubio's schtick depends on him staying clean.

Everybody was invited to pile on Cruz.  They obliged.  I think he handled it rather well, considering it was question after question of "Governor, don't you agree that Senator Cruz is the anti-Christ?"

Eventually, you can only listen to the same old tired track.  I turned it off.  I didn't see anything that made me want to vote for anyone other than Cruz and maybe Trump.