Thank you, Jen. If someone gives me a billion dollars I'd like to think I'd give half of it to people who are hurting (anonymously so they don't come back for more) and try to squeak by on just $500 million.
people are angry reading your posts? and if they are, they have a choice, read something else. or, have a conversation. actually, I am angry too. I am angry that the republicans did such a phenomenal job getting kool-aid into the hands of so many adults that are unwilling to do any research. ending on a high-note: her closet in clueless is epic. for real.
To me it's like continuing to go to a restaurant you don't like so you can complain about the food. I throw it out there and if people like what I do, that's great, if not...as you point out...there are other things to read.
And I gotta admit I missed the impressive closet. Mine would probably be filled with old baseball equipment.
Keep waiting for, as Gerald Ford put it, "our long national nightmare" to end.
Shan't be holding my breath.
Loved the mollified/Ecstasy joke and the image of "calming down Sea Biscuit."
Many thanks for your funniest post yet, Mr. J. Really needed the belly laughs.
I'm always happy to hear I made somebody laugh because it evens out with all the people I piss off.
Oh, to be a billionaire. The question is would that kind of $$$ make any of us an Elon Musk or a Bill Gates billionaire?
Great column and cartoons, and you have an endless daily supply of material to keep us entertained.
Thank you, Jen. If someone gives me a billion dollars I'd like to think I'd give half of it to people who are hurting (anonymously so they don't come back for more) and try to squeak by on just $500 million.
people are angry reading your posts? and if they are, they have a choice, read something else. or, have a conversation. actually, I am angry too. I am angry that the republicans did such a phenomenal job getting kool-aid into the hands of so many adults that are unwilling to do any research. ending on a high-note: her closet in clueless is epic. for real.
To me it's like continuing to go to a restaurant you don't like so you can complain about the food. I throw it out there and if people like what I do, that's great, if not...as you point out...there are other things to read.
And I gotta admit I missed the impressive closet. Mine would probably be filled with old baseball equipment.