The Great Debate! I Can't Wait!
Depiction of Lincoln/Douglas debate.
The Great Debate! I Can't Wait!
Depiction of Lincoln/Douglas debate.
Out Of This World Wednesday
When we last peered in on our beloved "guardians of the galaxies," Gary and Rosie, their trusty spazeship, the Silver Sausage, had been struck by a small asteroid, and now, after a bit of unconsciousness, they find themselves waking up in a paradise-like garden to the sound of the sweetest music, playing in the distance.
Rosie - "The trusty Silver Sausage spazeship was blammed by a miniscule asteroid, and now we are waking up in this paradisaic garden, Gary.
Gary - "What kind of garden?"
Rosie - "Paradisaic. You know, like a paradise, or heaven."
Gary - "You mean, we died in that crash, and we are in the "good place?" I never thought I'd make it to the "good place," and walk the streets of gold, fly with the angels, meet the Big Guy, play a harp, sing in the heavenly choir..."
Rosie - "Shut up, Gary! I did not say we are in heaven! This place just LOOKS like heaven! We may have been transported, somehow, to a planet that resembles paradise, smells like paradise, sounds like paradise, and has that peaceful feeling of paradise."
Gary - "Sure, Rosie. You're just in denial, like Cleopatra. Get it? In da Nile? Anyway, admit it! We died and went to heaven, there's no other explanation!!"
Rosie - There's ALWAYS another explanation, Gary! This is syfy, remember?"
Gary - "This is what?"
Rosie - "Never mind. You wouldn't understand. Changing the subject, for the sake of my sanity, I'm gonna do some scouting of this bizarre, paradisaic place, and take a look-see, like the old scouts in the western movies from Earth."
Gary - "Okay, but I'm stayin' here and wait for Morgan Freeman or George Burns to come by in a chariot and take me to my mansion in the sky."
Rosie - "Good grief!"
Could it be true? Ancient alien theorists say, YES! Of course, ancient alien theorists are idiots!
Join us next Wednesday to learn more info about this mysterious, paradisaic place, here at....
The Truth Behind Trump And Aliens!
I actually have no truth about Trump and aliens. I used a technique called clickbate.
Clickbate is making up a fake headline to lure unsuspecting victims to click on to your blog, or website, or YouTube channel, or whatever.
It worked! You're here!
Of course, I could have gone on ahead and fabricated a story about how Donald John Trump has been secretly meeting with mysterious aliens in a secret "cone of silence" beneath the White House for 17 months, but you wouldn't believe me, would you?
I could spread the rumor that D.J. Trump has made an alliance with the Universal Intergalactic Space Command, which required him to create the Space Force, a new branch of the military we laugh about, but a vital service that will save our planet in the near future!
It really doesn't matter what subject you use as clickbate, as long as it's about stuff folks are interested in at this very moment in time, like wearing masks or not (NO, not Halloween masks), Elon Musk stuff, Elvis sightings, John Lennon's 80th birdsday, Murder Hornets, Russian spies, Chinese hackers, ANYTHANG about puppies or kittens, or baby otters, and you get the point.
I hope you get the point. If you don't get the point, then why do I exist?
Do I exist? Can I prove it?
Heck no! So, what's the point?
Just say, "shut up, Danny!"
Funny Friday Fictional Fables...
that may be true!
Once again, the magnificent, iconic, Greg and Dan Radio Extravaganza played a goofy song I wrote! They are the coolest! Here it is, below...
Out Of This World Wednesday
Flesh Or Fruit, Meats Or Beets?
Gary - "So, Rosie. Once again we are zooming across spaze in our Silver Sausage spazeship to Oxykranious, to stop the warring factions that could cause the destruction of that mineral rich planet."
Rosie - "Mineral rich planet? Really! Is that all you care about? What about the innocent life forms that will be emulsificated over that stupid issue?!"
First working model of emulsificator weapon, circa 222 milleniups.
Gary - "Yeah, them too, but it's not a stupid issue! The krazy plant eating Okykranians are trying to stop the intelligent flesh eating Oxykranians from, uh, eating flesh! It's a big deal, for real!!"
Rosie - "Pay attention to your driving, Gary!! We barely missed a giant asteroid!! Where was I? Oh, yeah, I agree with the plant eating Oxykranians! How gross it is to eat dead flesh!"
Gary - "That's where you're mistaken, Rosie! They mostly eat live, squirming flesh. As fresh as when they crawled out from under a rock, or wiggled through the sludge of the bottom of an Oxykranian sea."
Rosie - "Oh gag! ANYWAY, we need to get there soon, before they totally destroy each other...
Gary - "AND obliterate their mineral rich planet."
Rosie - "Good grief! Gary, I don't...
BLAM!!! At that, the iconic Silver Sausage spazeship is struck, or is that stricken, by a speeding asteroid, and our heroes are bounced around the spazeship like a pin ball!
Everything goes completely black, and then we see, in the next scene, Gary and Rosie sleeping in a beautiful, paradisaic garden.
What happened? How did they end up in that paradisaic garden?
Just A Few Random Thoughts
I have no idea of why folks want to go to Mars. Let's solve all the problems on Earth, first, and then think about destroying the environment of another planet.
Please stop dressing your pets in clothing. I know it's hilarious, but your pets HATE it! How would you like it if your dog forced you to chew on bones, hmm?
The My Pillow guy is a hypocrite. He boldly brags about his stuff being made in America, but buys his cotton from Egypt! What about American cotton? Why would I buy Giza Dream Sheets, when I would rather have GEORGIA Dream Sheets!!
I think it's been a year since a big pot hole appeared as you exit Schnucks Grocery store, here in Pekin, Il. I know the police drive over it, as well as the city workers, but it never gets fixed! Are they out of money or just too lazy? Maybe both?
The W.H.O. (World Health Org. for you in Goofy Ridge) just proclaimed that we need to STOP the "shutdowns" of cities to fight Covid-19. What? First it was NO THREAT, then we needed to shut down and "stay in place", but now it's "we were wrong, you needed to stay open all along!" No wonder we are going nutty!
Trump Or Biden, Which One's Hidin'?

With only 46 days until the election that will change the future in so many ways that it will make all of our heads spin off our sockets...if we actually have sockets, we are faced with the ever present question of, who is hidin', Trump or Biden?

"What?" You proclaim! "It's obvious that Biden is hidin', not Trump!"

"Trump is all over the place! He's at airports, huge rallies, military bases, White Castle parking lots...EVERYWHERE he can find an ear to listen!"


"On the other hand, since Biden has come out of his "basement," he's only done VERY limited press conferences and speeches with just a handful of participants."

"It's gotta be Biden that's hidin'!!"
Don't be so certain about that, buckaroos!
If you would have been paying attention, you would have noticed that Trump looks younger than ever before, his hair is not so orange, he has vitality out the wazoo, as he gives two hour speeches with humor and vigor, and Melania even looks happier!

That's not Trump! The REAL Donald Trump must be hiding in the White House bunker, while a FAKE Trump is making all of these dynamic appearances! That's gotta be it, folks! No 74 year old dude has that kind of energy!

Conversely, Joe Biden is REALLY doing his events, although tiny events, because we know it's the REAL Joe by his speech pattern, movements, pace, gaffs and interaction with the public.

In conclusion, a vote for Trump is a vote for FAKE Trump, because the real Trump ain't that good, and a vote for Biden is a vote for the REAL Biden. What you see is what you get!