Friday, October 30, 2020

The Epitome Of Ambivalence And Drivel!



It's 6:56 in the morning and I need to write my Friday blog, but I'm not in the mood.




I'm usually enthusiastic about writing my blog on Friday, because I know the whole wide worm will be reading it throughout the entire weekend, but today I don't really care. 



I may just go on ahead and delete this sucker after I'm done writing it, due to my total ambivalence.


 am·biv·a·lence

/amˈbivələns/
noun
  1. the state of having mixed feelings or contradictory ideas about something or someone.
    "the law's ambivalence about the importance of a victim's identity"


I realize that all of you faithful readers would feel starved for entertainment without the stimulatingly profound comedy and wit of my blog, so I, most likely, will not deep six this drivel.

driv·el
/ˈdrivəl/
noun
  1. nonsense.
    "don't talk such drivel!"

However, if I DO rub out this rubbish, you'll never know, because it will be floating around in blogosphere limbo, never to be seen by human beans. 




Unknownst to you peoples, in the middle of writing this I took Chevy-dog out for a walk, out in the frigid morning air, so I feel a bit more invigorated now!




In fact, this blog post may end up on a positive note!




Thursday, October 29, 2020

Why Are Political Ads So DARK?



For example...

A guy with a deep, scary voice talks over black and white, grainy pictures of the candidate and tells you how this person wants to take away your healthcare, remove pre-existing conditions, put innocent immigrants in cages, kill the LGBTQ folks, institute cruel racial policies, spread the covid-19 throughout America, torture puppies, ban ice cream, start World War 3, take away your toiletries, take away Netflix, take away COFFEE...etc, etc.



Uh, after the dude with the spooky voice begins speaking, I get turned off.

Come on, man! Nobody talks like that! Unless you're telling ghost stories to kids. 



They use so much hyperbole that I disregard EVERYTHING they accuse the poor candidate of doing!

hy·per·bo·le
/hīˈpərbəlē/
noun
  1. exaggerated statements or claims not meant to be taken literally.
    "he vowed revenge with oaths and hyperboles"

Well, I guess it's not actually hyperbole. Let's just say LIES!



Anyway, when people make up lies about other people, I tend to support the underdog, who is the target of the liars.



"How do you know they are lies, Danny? Maybe it's all true!"

I use my common sense and intuition...and some ESP, and remote viewing, and my gut...and past experiences, and, oh, I don't know...I just have a built in lie detector, I guess.



On the other hand, I could be full of malarkey, as Sleepy Joe would say. 



I usually am.

 

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Out Of This World Wednesday
Which One Is God, Hmm?



Unless you have a Biden brain, you remember last week's episode, where our "fearless flyers of the final frontier," Rosie and Gary, have
awaked waked up awokened, uh, came too in a paradisaic setting.




Rosie is setting out on a trek to find out what in the heck is going on in this neck of the woods, whilst Gary is staying put to see if God comes along, even if it's Steve Bucemi.




As Rosie walks down a beauteous green path, lined with gorgeous flowers, butterflies swooping through the sweet air, baby bunnies sticking their pink noses out to sniff her feet (not a good idea), and this music (below) playing in the background...↓
Don't forget to play this music! You can thank me later.

Now, shut off the music,  'cause the next part is serious!

Rosie happens upon a gigantic mountain that begins to speak to her in a booming voice!

Mountain - "Rosie! Welcome to the "Good Place," we have been waiting for your beautiful soul to enter our Kingdom, how goes it?"




Rosie - "How goes it? You're God, and ask me, how goes it? Don't you know?"




Mountain - "Uh, of course I do! I was just being conversational, my child."

Rosie's suspicions begin to congeal in her heart.


con·geal
/kənˈjēl/
verb
  1. solidify or coagulate, especially by cooling.
    "the blood had congealed into blobs"
    Similar:
    coagulate
    clot
    cake
    set
    solidify
    harden
    thicken
    stiffen
    dry
    gel
    concentrate
    fix
    inspissate
    Opposite:
    soften
    liquefy
    • take shape or coalesce, especially to form a satisfying whole.
      "the ballet failed to congeal as a single oeuvre"






As for Gary, we see him sitting on a golden stump, waiting for Morgan Freeman, George Burns, or even Roma Downey to come along. 






All of a sudden, a tiny baby platypus comes waddling up to Gary and begins to speak..,

Platypus - "Follow me, for I am the Lord!"

Gary - "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!! You're the Lord? I don't think so, little guy! Go back to your mama and suckle, until you grow up! Oh, what a larf!!"

suck·le
/ˈsək(ə)l/
verb
  1. feed (a baby or young animal) from the breast or teat.
    "a mother pig suckling a huge litter"
    Similar:
    breastfeed
    feed
    nurse
    give suck to
    • (of a baby or young animal) feed by sucking the breast or teat.
      "the infant's biological need to suckle"

Are you as confused as me? 

Is Gary making a mistake by laughing at a baby platypus who claims to be God Almighty?

And what about Rosie and the Mountain God? 

If you are curious to find out what in the cosmos is goin' on, join us next Wednesday for the inimitable...