I confess I haven’t been posting or even commenting much lately. Mainly because anything I think would make a good post is usually snapped up by other more talented Imperial Watchdogs faster than a speeding bullet, and I try not to steal anyone’s thunder if I can help it, but also you guys are so damn smart, any comments I might post make me sound…well just what I am. A redneck country girl who knows more about baking bread than in depth politics. PLUS…I’m just plain burned out, frustrated, angry and tired of all the crap EarLeader and his band of Merry Commies keep vomiting out at us. I find myself just hiding out playing Mahjong and watching DVD’s to keep my blood pressure from spiking and my head exploding. I try to keep up with the news, but I don’t let myself ponder overly long on what’s happening. I can’t. The anger and frustration get to be too much. I can’t function that way. When TSHTF and there’s some action required, make room for me. Until then, spinning my wheels and wringing my hands isn’t good for my mental or physical health. I got lucky with that last stroke I had. The next one probably won’t be so kind.
So…. in the interest of trying to continue being a somewhat contributing member of this Imperial Kennel, I’ve decided that I will occasionally inject a touch of humor and jocularity into the proceedings. One thing you won’t see me posting are pics of half naked models pouting at the camera while holding any number of luscious Bang Sticks. If I see one more bimbo with her booger hook on the bang switch while trying to look like she knew what she was doing….I may go postal. You have been warned.
I just ran across this commercial that had me chocking on my Mt. Dew a few minutes ago. All you Trekkies will appreciate this one. All the rest….well just kiss my ass and laugh anyway.
Oh…and let’s make this an open thread for Hump Day.