Month: September 2023

The Beat Down Heard Around The World

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Artist: M. Thorpe

Why are Republicans  in Congress willing to shame, embarrass and humiliate  themselves  by pulling these moronic political stunts?

Why are they willing to run a hearing for Impeachment that WILL GO NOWHERE as their inaction  to doing the jobs they were elected to do results in  THEM burning the lives of Americans, the United States Government and the Country to the ground?

Their single reason is pure and simple.

Republicans are putting on this S^@T Show because their Dear Leader- Officially known as Inmate No. P01135809- Donald Trump- TOLD them too- and when Donald tells the Magaturds to lick his boots,  they lick them with relish and enthusiasm.

The problem  for the non-bootlicking segment of humanity is this, Inmate No. P01135809   is a Trust Fund Baby who has never worked a day in his life, he doesn’t understand ( or cares to know ) how the law, the government or the real world functions.

So when an idea finds it’s way to Inmate No. P01135809’s  ‘bigly’brain’ sure as heck it’s going to be a flaming disaster because it will NOT be based in reality or hold a  scintilla of common sense.

I’d say Republicans  should be ashamed of themselves for  their reckless disregard for our Country and simple basic decency  by suupporting Inmate No. P01135809  but they want a man who was found guilty in a civil trial for  sexual assault to be their President, so like Inmate No. P01135809, it’s safe to say they have no shame.

That’s right, no shame at all and Representative Crockett in the video above  has made that crystal clear.

FOWC  with Fandango: PURE

My Weekend Plans Involve Graveyards and Tacos

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#100DAYSOFHALLOWEEN HAPPY-Weekend

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Bear Creek Cemetery
Woodinville WA

This weekend I think I am going to wait for something spooky to happen and if nothing spooky happens I’ll probably eat Tacos and go to a couple of graveyards and look for someone who died on my birthday which is November 5th.

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Forest Mound Cemetery, Wapun WI
2021

Wait. That’s a silly plan. I don’t really like Tacos. I’ll make enchiladas instead.

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Bear Creek Cemetery
Woodinville WA

Help Wanted

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WP Prompters asked: List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.

I’m already doing one of those jobs- I write on my blog everyday .It pays absolutely NOTHING. But I love to write and I love to challenge myself, so the rewards that I reap- like feeling I have a purpose in  life and the happiness writing brings me makes up forthe zero income thing.

Die Mysteriosen Catakomben
Weylandt and Bauchwitz1890

The second thing I would like to be is a Paranormal Investigator.

I wouldn’t be one of those scripted “reality” show investigators who run around abandoned houses and buildings in the middle of the night screaming ( the ghosts are DEAD not DEAF ) and commanding spirits to make themselves known.

I would be out there looking for ghosts for the adveture of it all.

My hope is that in the end I would want to be one of those people that hears a story about a place and goes out there with her dog and camera and disappears. Five years later someone finds my car, my notebooks  and my camera and not a trace of me and my dog.

My camera and notebooks would end up on line and  Social Media users would  opine ,  and proclaim ” Well in my humble opinion ( those opinions are NEVER humble ) this was fake or this was real or what happened to the dog because if it turns out something happened to her dog and she put  him in harms way then  I hope she’s dead.”

The Magician in the Barn
Ludwig Knaus1862

The third thing I would want to be is a sidewalk Magician. I’d give it all up to be a sidewalk magician.

I would set up my props and do my shows at a place like the Pike Place Market in Seattle. I would weave into my act stories about the ghosts that haunt the waterfront and how I  learned and practiced  my magic tricks in room in the darkest, unexplored   part of Underground Seattle where, back during the Prohibition bootleggers used to move their bottles of liquor unseen by the Police-( Hahaha- they were probably helping them move the crates ) and that sometimes when I was down there alone, with my rabbit and magician’s trunk,  I would hear the faintest hints of music and laughing- and sometimes screaming- horrible blood curdling screams and then applause.

Edgar and Me

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Photo A.M Moscoso

This is Edgar, he is a refuge from a long gone site called  Bucky’s Boneyard and we have beeen together for over 15  years.

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Edgar used to sit in a chair at in front of my living room window year round.

For Halloween I would take him and his chair and chain them  together and then I chained Edgar and his chair  to a fence near my front door and one day I realized how odd that looked so I started leaving him out there until Christmas.

One year it snowed before Thanksgiving and I decided to put Edgar on my next Christmas card and this is the picture I used.

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You would think my family would think that was weird but of course they did not.

My Mom did  ask what happened to his leg and I told her it fell and I couldn’t find a hinge that I was happy with to reattach his tibia to his femur, so for now I used it to prop my bedroom window open so that my cat could get in and out.

She thought that was a good idea.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

And then one of my ‘ sort of friends’  said that Edgar was a cool decoration and wasn’t I  so clever for using him the way I did.
Hearing Edgar called a ‘decoration’ got my back up so I changed the subject.
” Bucky’s is no more and I want to get Edgar a friend. “
” Oh. That’s too bad. You must be able to find another one on line. “
” Nope. They aren’t as realistic as Edgar. Bucky’s sells flawed skeleton models that are used in anatomy classes as Halloween decorations, so Edgar is related to a real skeleton. That’s what makes him so great looking.”
” So what will you do?”
“I propped Edgar up in his chair and said, ” Oh. You know. I guess I can always dig one up somewhere.”
She smiled and laughed and even chuckled.
I did not smile and I did not chuckle and I wondered if one day she would make a good friend for Edgar and I decided that answer was-
maybe.
For Jim Adams Thursday Prompt #226 Whenever, Wherever