The Scary Truth
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Snapshot #42.5
The photo is just so-so, since the paper was behind a plastic screen, but I couldn’t help but wonder if this story heralds the beginning of the end to the Trump campaign or if it means he’s pulling money from Florida advertising to be used in another manner. At any rate I’m calling this one, “Don’t Let the Door Hit You on Your Way Out.”
Debate 2 – Or the Cubs?
This is really good. Read more at alotfromlydia.wordpress.com
I understand the first Clinton/Trump debate was the most watched presidential debate ever, with a record 84 million viewers. The numbers for Sunday’s second debate dropped down to 63 million.
At work yesterday I realized something. Many people elected to watch a baseball game rather than the second tremendous uge disaster of a presidential debate. I thought everyone was right there with me on the edge on the edge of my seat, with beads of perspiration that trickled down my back blazing a trail more effective than Trumps trickle down economic plan ever could…but no one I encountered yesterday tortured themselves with the full 90 minutes, and many didn’t watch at all.
People who I spoke to yesterday wanted to talk baseball. I guess the Cubs are doing something, but I am not a fan. It is my warped opinion that there are possibly a dozen (baseball, football, etc.), games…
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Let’s Try This Again
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
Good reminder and advice! Read more at sanselife.wordpress.com.
Tumors can be too small to be felt or in a place where they can’t be felt during a physical or self exam.
Mammograms are not fun but can locate these tumors early.
My extremely small tumor could not be felt but had already moved to a lymph node when it was discovered. I would be in a very bad place if it weren’t for a mammogram.
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month so spread the news on the importance of mammograms!
If your mammogram is suspicious remember that:
Enlist family and friends for support!
Best Laugh I’ve Had All Day
News Flash for Mr. Trump
You’d better believe it.
Anybody who is surprised and indignant today because Donald Trump was caught on tape talking about grabbing somebody’s pussy is a queen-size fool.
What did y’all think? That he was blustery and offensive in public but polite and respectful in private? That he was just saying that crude stuff about women to giant audiences to get a rise out of them? That it was just for fun? For entertainment?
This shit is real, folks. Donald Trump doesn’t even remotely consider women as equal. Oh, he’s got a bit of exceptionalism going with his very smart and apparently very attractive (to him) daughter, Ivanka. She might be considered his equal. But she’s clearly, in his view, an exceptional person, not like other women. Not like us.
We’re either pussy or we’re not. Very simple dichotomy for Mr. Trump. Worth grabbing or not worth grabbing.
His sexism isn’t just a foible, an…
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Let’s Have a Show of Hands
Yes, another political post by someone who doesn’t talk about politics…sorry.
I hate the way politics makes me feel. What I feel borders on rage towards the candidate who exemplifies everything I think is wrong with America: corporate greed, corporate bankruptcies, tax breaks for the wealthy…don’t get me wrong, I’m also disgusted with the opposite end of the compass: the population who could work but choose not to, and instead take from government funds which are paid for by people like me.
What makes people like Trump different from those on the opposite end of the financial spectrum, those who find ways to defraud government programs like welfare, food stamps, social security, unemployment benefits, and even college grants for their children—leaching on programs that middle class taxpayers fund? I don’t see a difference.
I feel compelled to address the latest argument of Trump defenders. They site the astounding fact that…
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An Open Letter To Donald Trump From Some Angry Women.
Yes. And yes.
Dear Mr. Trump… can I call you Mr. Trump? Is that ok? I want you to be happy, that’s very important to me.
Before I get started, let me say this letter isn’t from all women. The Trumpettes surely won’t approve of this message. But this is from most women.
We see right through you. We have all known you at some point. Your ways are not unfamiliar to us. We see through you because we’ve been dealing with you our whole lives.
We heard you call women pigs. And disgusting. And stupid. And bimbos.
We watched as you called a former Ms. Universe “Ms. Piggy” and then spent four days continuing to insult her.
We see your weakness. Your lust for attention at any cost, your need to denigrate women. We see all of it. And we’re mad.
Yes. We’re mad. And fired up. And here’s the thing about us……
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Snapshots #39 and #40
I snapped these at the Destin Seafood Festival on Saturday evening. Studly Doright and I had no idea that the festival was taking place and just stumbled onto it by happy accident. Unfortunately, Studly doesn’t eat anything that lives in water and I’d eaten such an incredible seafood omelet at brunch that I wasn’t even a bit tempted.
I’ve titled these “Oh, to be Hungry!” and “Dream Buffet,” respectively.
Praying for Eyebrowz 