We are now at 328 days into the “2 weeks to flatten the curve”.
What could go wrong: In Oklahoma, a Republican House member has introduced a bill that would create a Bigfoot hunting season. “Establishing an actual hunting season and issuing licenses for people who want to hunt Bigfoot will just draw more people to our already beautiful part of the state,” Humphrey said in a statement. Yes, giving a bunch of tourists with guns, permits to hunt large man shaped mythical creatures is great idea. What could possibly go wrong?
Pathetic: If you rent an airplane to tow insulting banners over the residence of the ex-President there really is a pathetic person involved. You.
Inquiring minds and all that: Covid-19, nationwide lockdown, huge numbers of business’ closing down forever, unemployment at highest peak in 10 years, the nation is spending money it won’t have for another 150 years, social security is broke, and what does the White House Press Secretary talk about? The possibility that the Biden family will get a cat. Man, I was really worried about that.
A Sad Good-Bye: To the incredibly talented and hilarious actress and comedian, Cloris Leachman. She starred in some of the biggest movies and TV shows, Leachman passed away of natural causes Tuesday night at her home in Encinitas, California. With 22 Emmy nominations, she’s the most nominated actress in history, and her 8 wins is the most of all time she won an Oscar for Best Supporting Actress for “The Last Picture Show” in 1971. But of course, I was always in love with “Frau Blucher”. ( whinnney) We may never see her like again, and she will be missed.
Remember Ashli Babbitt. Her Killer has still not been identified.
Biden orders immigrants released: The Uniformed Code of Military Justice: “An order to commit a crime is unlawful. An order to perform a military duty, no matter how dangerous, is lawful as long as it doesn’t involve the commission of a crime.” Remember this, I have a feeling this will become very important real soon.
Happy Full Wolf Moon.
Going home this weekend. Cutting the grass, mopping the floor, toting that bag and lifting that bale. Or maybe I’ll just drink some Rolling Rock and listen to music.