I was out motoring when an oldie from 1982 came on that I felt I needed to share with my reader(s, if you count me): it’s Goodbye to You by Scandal. The music video is incredible so take the time to watch it. I’m waiting for the day this gets released on Guitar Hero or Rock Band because holy cow is this catchy. I’m also waiting for the light-hearted cover by Mo Thugs:
Surely the Compton community has fond memories of Reagan’s 1980s. Speaking of which, I spotted two of my favorite things on my way to my hotel this week:
Speaking of hotel stays, I have a message for the front desk and the room cleaning staff: I don’t care if I’m only staying one night, one and a half rolls of TP is a BIG ask by management. I’d wipe my gooch with the comforter if I didn’t think I’d get pregnant.
Fortunately I was able to avert crisis by stopping at a McDonalds to pinch off a fresh loaf. The men’s and women’s rooms only had one stall each and both had a line so I was told to use the mixed bathroom located directly next to the seating area. After downing four pills of senna lax that morning, I had serious concerns that the tectonic tremors pushing their way through my colon would be heard by innocent diners sitting 7 to 8 feet away from my trembling anus. I felt my rectum violently shifting and had real concerns that the noises would easily penetrate the two inch door gap at the floor…but as fate would have it, the gods were smiling upon me that day. There was no flatulence of which to speak…it was all liquid! Literally pissing out of my ass – and nary a suspicion or eyebrow raised. They thought I was peeing! It seems my free trucker’s New Testament was a blessing:
And finally, my Arrested Development reference for the day:
The driver of this Toyota Avalon really pulled a fast one on the old man upstairs!
This man wagered…wisely.
Also, disregard the Flyin’ Hawaiian on my dash. She serves as a constant reminder of my white privilege.
Speaking of cars facts, I guarantee you this guy insists on driving a stick:
And finally, this man has been lining the pockets of his shareholders for years…KA-CHINGGGGG!!!
Here’s the article: The Universal Phenomenon of Men Interrupting Women
Here are the videos of Kamala Harris and her cronies taking hypocrisy to an astonishing new level: 1) Montage: Harris Interupting Sessions; 6-13-2017 and 2) Senator Interrupted by Chair in Two Hearings (with my father, it’s the vision – mom’s housekeeper?…GOB’s girlfriend).
Now I’ll tell you right now that I don’t like Jeff Sessions. But this hypocritical bullshit has to be stopped. It’s getting old. Really old. Going forward, for each comment that Arianna Huffington makes on this subject, I’m going to interupt two female colleagues…twice.
Can we also admire just how Greek Arianna appears? It’s like what’s going to happen first, Greek hits the debt ceiling or Arianna hits the glass ceiling? Stay tuned…
Diving in head first…like Pete Rose. Came across various items in the last week that have reminded me of the greatest show on earth:
1) 126 A Cross (across from where?)
2) 22 Across
3) See Last Sentence
And finally and separately, congratulations to the Golden State Warriors for toppling the Columbus Cav… the Cincinnati Cav… the Cleveland Cavaliers. I think Cleveland learned an important lesson this week following their paying up for Lebron: you can’t buy happiness… unless it’s bought in front of Tower City Center and 1) comes in a 50mg pill or 2) comes in a purple weave.
Happy Friday! Today, we celebrate Comey’s testimony and Trump’s victory over democracy, so the song of the day is some good old fashioned pump-up music. It’s Do You Love Me by The Contours. Your darling Disillusioned Dilettante was camping in Southeastern Ohio last week and came across some not-so progressive sites:
And a new slogan for the Duke lacrosse team:
It’s North Carolina so feel free to keep the slogan AND the horse-fucker.
Meanwhile, Illinois residents actually have their shit together:
Some good news for Subway fans as well as for Subway spokesmen not allowed within 25 yards of children in the restaurant:
And finally, something that’s actually pretty neat. For my millionaire friends shopping at Pier 1:
No one liked my Robin Hood Men in Tights reference in that last post? For shame. How obscure do you need me to get?!? My references are spot on, guys. Come on!
But the greater shame lies in me fucking up the song on the 73rd anniversary of D-Day. Today’s song of the day is in dedication to all those who serve and protect the freedoms and liberties that we enjoy and love so much. It’s A Soldier’s Pledge by Ronald Reagan.