Mr. Bill (not that one)
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Retired dilettante now existing more than living: “If we wasn’t doomed before, we’re doomed now.” I believe in dog. Married 54 years. Alzheimers caregiver. Oxford commas but never alot.
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My first was maybe 70 years ago and I went to high school in Menlo Park and my 3 kids all graduated from SF high schools and I swear that same strung out guy in the Tenderloin near the Hilton has been there the whole goddam time and likely still is.
Why is everything air travel related so screwed up since Sean Duffy took the helm?
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We went to No Kings looking for paid protestors. What we found will shock you.
An exhausted protest pup. Multiple pets from strangers.
He’s exhausted from his first protest rally ever.
I spent as much time looking all over for some moron with a gun as I did joining the crowd vibes.
Was the Farmers Market cancelled? Or maybe it’s not held there anymore?
We attended the Arvada gathering, and I’d guess it’s a bit larger than the earlier one.
Herb Caen affectionately called him “Tommy Lasagna.” :-)
As though CNN never pushes its staffers’ books. As though so many podcasts guests appear to promote their books. It’s all like, “We already know what you are, we’re just haggling the price.”
What if all blue state legislatures decided to eliminate districts altogether?
I missed the part where some reporter asked him what 8 wars.
Corporate America and higher education folding like concertinas with holes was a surprise.
Bessent doesn’t have a hedge fund crony doing agriculture. They’ve been shorting soybeans for months, now.
“Interesting” isn’t the first adjective that comes to mind, actually.
They have a Pink Martini vibe.
Was Bessent always so horrible and we just didn’t know?
Because “Free and democratic Palestine” is a self-cancelling phrase
No worries. He’s not capable of leading jack s**t. We still haven’t heard the reast of the story on his nonexistent checking account nor his (hee hee wink wink) son.
Repeating the lie is de rigeur with Trumpeters.