Showing posts with label Not Today's Birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Not Today's Birthday. Show all posts

Saturday, July 4, 2026

Saturday Supercut

Close to two hrs. of tunes, chosen by a mindless robot for me! Not a one by Yankee artistes, you'll note. The robots know what I like. Assuming embedding this will play the other tunes as well. Every one good, if not a 20th century classic.
So I'm taking the lazy way. Last note: Between seeing what was in "My Mix" & posting this the devil-box was off; the previous list was all reggae but the last, "I'm Movin' On" by Ray Charles. When I opened it again Ray had disappeared, & it was all Jamaican, w/ a few new ones at the end.

Thursday, July 2, 2026

Actual Independence Day

Not The Fourth. Admittedly, "Declaration of Independence" is stronger than "Resolution of Dissolution".
Signing of The Declaration of Independence by Armand-Dumaresq, c. 1873
A letter from an American. More myth-making.
On July 2, 1776, the Second Continental Congress passed a “Resolution for Independence” declaring “That these United Colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent States, that they are absolved from all allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain is, and ought to be, totally dissolved.”

Also known as the “Lee Resolution,” after Virginia delegate Richard Henry Lee, who had proposed it, the resolution was the final break between the king and the thirteen colonies on the North American continent that would later become the United States of America.

Historians now think the signing wasn't until 2 August. The Continental Congress did approve the final draft on 4 July. More. Added trivia.

Tuesday, May 19, 2026

70 Yrs. Ago Today
In Railroading History

Image by O. Winston Link. ©East Bumfuck Historical Society Collection. Used w/o permission.
A.T.S.F. Locomotive 2342 & Caboose 1353 pass the bean elevators at East Bumfuck, 19 May 1956.

Wednesday, May 13, 2026

80 Yrs. Of Meat!

Hope I haven't forgotten this by Friday.The original Original Tommy's is less than two miles from the bunker. Bet three chili burgers will feed me for the wknd.

When I first moved here in '73 the weasels w/ whom I hung were quite excited about taking me to Tommy's. As well as telling me to avoid local brew Brew 102, mostly because there was a large billboard advertising the stuff on the brewery, which was on the 101 downtown.

They weren't kidding, either. $1.25 a six-pack for the 16 ounce. 99 cents for the 12 ounce. Never had any, as I was never much of a beer-drinker, even when I was an elbow-bender.

Saturday, February 14, 2026

💔Saint Valentine Special💘

"Got a lump in my pants for her ..."Current disposition of Valentine, if you care:
His skull, crowned with flowers, is exhibited in the Basilica of Santa Maria in Cosmedin, Rome.

Thursday, December 25, 2025

Cloud Country

Disappointed in the lack of rain. It was supposed to start again this afternoon; now it's predicted for 0200. Don't think anywhere near the predicted amount has fallen, either.

Was able to get to the laundromat during the intermission. Merry effin' Xmas to you too!

Clouds On The Move

Next wk.: Exciting scenes of paint drying.

Santa's List

He made a list
He checked it twice
You've all been horrid
No one's been nice
Santa Claus is coming to KILL!!!

Wednesday, December 17, 2025

What The Peeper Saw

Still no Xmas spirit. Not even any solstice spirit. Where's the sun? When does summer time return? Why am I living? Why am I still alive? What's it all about, Alfie?

Wednesday, October 15, 2025

Post Number 25,000!

Talk About Suffering For One's Art!!

25,000 posts & all I got was a rat. Seems like a good time to knock this shit off. Why bother indeed?
Per the Blogger counter this shitpile has published 24,999 items. Which means nothing except that I've wasted almost 18 & a half yrs. on this bullshit & all I've gotten is a wk.-long trip to a psychiatric jail, courtesy of a one-time meatspace friend who is now a squealing rat bastard & literal-minded brain-dead drone like the rest of my "friends", all of whom have been studiously ignoring me for yrs. Third time you called your friends the pigs was the charm, wasn't it?

Did any of that Nazi bullshit stop me? Fuck no!! The present-day blogger refuses to die!! You won't shut me up until you murder me, & I still intend to kill everybody who's ever fucked w/ me!! And guess who's on the list now!!

Oh, & fucked in the blogging ass by the shithead mother-fuckers at Crooks & Liars. Not even a free T-shirt, then screwed because they managed to leave me out of the loop. Ingrates! At least Amato's house burned down. Doesn't mean the shit doesn't deserve to be beaten out of him & his flunkies for fucking his volunteers. Death to all money-grubbers!!

Which one of you will be first to squeal when Homeland Security offers blood money for people who say un-nice things about the current regime? Check yourselves, because it's probably you!

Thursday, September 18, 2025

Time To Spread The Wealth

Bouffant, it's almost your birthday!People have raised $8 billion USD on Facebook and Instagram for causes they care about. Create a fundraiser by choosing from our list of popular nonprofits or search to get started.
Facebook has some nerve. I'm on a fixed income, a victim of Trump's inflation & tariffs, couldn't possibly care any less about any "cause" but my wallet, & have no expectations for my birthday. Why the hell would I care?Zuckerberg could start a fundraiser for me if he's so fucking concerned. Will he fundraise for those whose Social Security will be cut to reduce his taxes? And how much money has he donated to Trump? Redistribution now!

Friday, May 9, 2025

Musical Distraction

Keith Jarrett hit the Big Eight-Oh yesterday, & I just couldn't. Partly existential agony, & partly 'cause, like Burning Ambulance here, I haven’t really spent very much time at all listening to Keith Jarrett. Following Mr. Freeman's lead, here's some wailing:
w/ Dewey Redman on sax, Charlie Haden on bass, & Paul Motian on drums.

Title seems relevant.
Eat the rich!

Wednesday, April 23, 2025

Wednesday Wig Out

Force of Nature or Something Iggy Stooge/Pop rocks hard at 78. (Turns out he hit 78 on the 21st inst. Would've run this on Mon. had I known.) If you pig fucking Americans wanted a 78-yr. old white man to be prez, the Ig was the only logical/rational/sensible choice. But no!

Friday, April 18, 2025

Good Friday Finger

Eyes of blue says "Fuck you." He means it, too. Then ...
Do not speak back or threaten. One of Big Brother's many little helpers is waiting to denounce you. Perhaps Madame Defarge herself will point a knitting needle at you & before you know it you'll be in Glendora vomiting.

Monday, February 17, 2025

Wednesday, December 25, 2024

Turns Out There Ain't Even An Evening Stage

An occasional tradition around this dump for a few yrs.

Wednesday Wassail

A hot beverage made with mulled cider, ale, or wine, spices, sugar,
and often baked apples, it's traditionally served in a large bowl.