Friday Fun Fact, #4 …. “☀️ ‘Someone Said Heat Wave?’ ☀️ …. “!!
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Friday Fun Fact, #3 …. “🥃 ‘A Bar in the Shower’ 🥃 …. “!!
Orbital Magnetized MAGA Pants
Oh Louie, Louie!! … all ALL the GQP!! … “The first thing I thought when I heard Republican congressman Louie Gohmert ask an official of the United States Forest Service if we can combat climate change by changing the orbit of the Earth and the moon was, “Don’t they have their hands full raking forests being set on fire from Jewish space lasers?”
The first thing I thought when I heard Republican congressman Louie Gohmert ask an official of the United States Forest Service if we can combat climate change by changing the orbit of the Earth and the moon was, “Don’t they have their hands full raking forests being set on fire from Jewish space lasers?”
The second thing I thought was, “What a dumbass.”
The third thing I thought was, “Hey, a Republican believes in climate change.”
The fourth thing I thought was, “if he wants to change the Earth’s and moon’s orbits, why isn’t he talking to NASA instead of Smokey the Bear?”
The fifth thing I thought was, “He’s a werewolf.”
And finally I thought, “To combat climate change, a typical Republican would literally rather change the Earth’s orbit than modify his behavior or accept accountability.”
Republicans are stupid, yo. We have Marjorie Taylor Greene believing in Jewish Space…
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Walking. The Day After.
All of the story, all that you saw … “My Mind clamped down on it, and won’t let go.” Miracle, all of it!!
4:14 a.m. Dark Sky app: 60° F.
Out the door. Morning walk @ Daybreak @ Cove Island Park. 402 consecutive days. Like in a row.
Man Fishing. GIANT man. Long, LONG fishing pole. Ex defensive lineman type. He lumbers towards his bike, dwarfing his two wheeler. Eyes closed, it’s his third attempt to swing his leg up and over, and he’s successful. He pauses, composing himself, letting the pain subside.
Man. Senior citizen. Walking a senior dog on a long leash. Both laboring to advance. That’s me in 20 years. Without a Dog. Sigh.
Woman. Cargo shorts. Long dark hair. Neatly kept. Shoes off. Sitting cross-legged on rocks. Hands in her lap. Meditating.
Egret, snow, snowy white, lands a few feet away.
Flock of geese quietly pass overhead.
The shimmer of pink reflects on the stones and water. Nice. I snap a shot. That shot up top.
And…
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It Is What It Is 