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Last weekend we had a lawn service come out and give the back yard a refresh, trimming trees, cutting branches back, shaping hedges and holly bushes and the popcorn tree. The workers are all Latino so Carlos was walking them around the yard telling them what we wanted done and he didn't know I was there. 

At the side yard, under the trees, was our Pet Cemetery and I heard Carlos telling them that the big stones under the trees are cat and dog graves and not to remove those markers. But when he mentioned Tuxedo, whom I buried under the trees and then placed a rectangle paver over him, he told the men not to move the paver because that was the grave site of, as Carlos said, “El gato más espectacular de todos los tiempos” or “the most spectacular cat ever.”

All the times that Carlos poked at me for my love of The Great Tuxedo and now he says this.

I love that man.

This Tale of Tuxedo is from June 2010 and is entitled “Artist’s Model”:

"Years ago, in San Francisco, a friend and I stumbled upon a cool little furniture store in the Mission, where I saw this piece of wrought iron sculpture called "Twisted Kitty."

I bought it instantly.

This morning, finding Tuxedo on the floor, I wondered if, in one of his Nine Lives, he'd been the inspiration."

Tuxedo was a lot of things but he was most definitely bendy!

Sam Neill, star of the original “Jurassic Park,” died Monday at 78. His death came just two months after he announced he was cancer-free following his battle with non-Hodgkin lymphoma. 

I had a crush on Sam ever since I saw him in “Dead Calm” with Nicole Kidman. As both a younger man and an older man he was always a most handsome fella.

RIP

Lindsey Graham has barely boarded the Handbasket to Hell and already the South Carolina Sludge™ is eyeing his seat … Nancy Mace, whom the entire state just said “Oh Hell no” to when she ran for governor is lurking around, and so is Nikki “I am the Queen of Flip Flopping” Haley.

Oh, and Cankles wants Treasury Secretary Scott Bessent, a native of South Carolina, to run for the seat and at least with him you’d be trading one sold-his-soul-to-the-Devil closeted gay man for a sold-his-soul-to-the-Devil out gay man.

Dear goddess, let’s get Democrat Annie Andrews into that office!

Remember married Kristin Cabot, the woman caught on camera at a Coldplay concert making out with her married boss, on the Jumbotron?

Well, I guess her fifteen minutes of fame wasn’t enough for the boss’ sidepiece and Kristin is now telling anyone who will listen that Coldplay frontman Chris Martin never reached out to check on her.

Oh Kristin, go sit in a corner and think about what you’ve done, and then get a real life.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, if football players dressed like this I might be more interested in watching them, um, “play.”

In a Sunday night Truth Social post, the 80-year-old demented man in the White House claimed that his approval rating was ::: hold for laughter ::: “59 percent” and that “prices [were] coming down along with the lowering of oil and gas.”

Seriously? Could anyone in DC get the straitjacket and haul this doddering old rapist off to the Nut Barn?

Atila Escolano Sanchez is a Spanish male model and musician based in Madrid, and is also an avid trail runner so, if you could catch him Would You Hit It?

Resist! Drop A Postcard!

I first saw this from Debra at She Who Seeks who got it from Morning Coffee and I am bringing it here ...

On March 15th, many people will mail The Felon a postcard that publicly expresses our opposition to him. And we, in vast numbers, from all corners of the world, will overwhelm the man with his unpopularity and failure. 

We will show the media and the politicians what standing with him—and against us—means. And most importantly, we will bury the White House post office in pink slips, all informing The Felon that he’s fired.

Each of us—every protester from every march, each congress calling citizen, every boycotter, volunteer, donor, and petition signer—if each of us writes even a single postcard and we put them all in the mail on the same day, March 15th, well: you do the math.

No alternative fact or Russian translation will explain away our record-breaking, officially-verifiable, warehouse-filling flood of fury. Hank Aaron currently holds the record for fan mail, having received 900,000 pieces in a year. We’re setting a new record: over a million pieces in a day, with not a single nice thing to say.

So sharpen your wit, unsheathe your writing implements, and see if your sincerest ill-wishes can pierce Donald’s famously thin skin.

Prepare for March 15th, 2025, a day hereafter to be known as #TheIdesOfTrump

Write one postcard. Write a dozen! 

Take a picture and post it on social media tagged with #TheIdesOfTrump ! 

Spread the word! 

Everyone on Earth should let The Felon know how he’s doing. They can’t build a wall high enough to stop the mail!

Then, on March 15th, mail your messages to:

President (for now) Donald J. Trump
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20500

It might just be enough to make him crack.

(Not my original post but someone else's great idea!)

This Is The GOP

Just when you think the members of the GOP couldn’t be more reprehensible, more faux-christian hypocritical, more lying POS, and more anti-women asshats, these bitches show up …

Mike Collins, a Republican from Georgia, was described as “sick and deplorable” ... and I will add "vile and inhuman" after posting a disgusting Tweet about the reports that a worm had eaten part of Robert F Kennedy Jr‘s brain:

His “joke” seems to refer either to the 1963 assassination of RFK’s uncle, former president John F Kennedy, or to RFK’s father, Senator Robert F. Kennedy, was also assassinated in 1968.

That’s what passes for the GOP ... mocking people who were murdered.

Marjorie Taylor-Greene has fired her District Director Travis Loudermilk after learning that the married father of two is being sued for adultery by his soon-to-be ex-wife, Sarah. Large Marge cut ties with Loudermilk out of fear that the story ‘made her look bad’ and that Loudermilk had become a ‘political liability.’

You will recall that several years ago the Daily Mail accused Marge of multiple adulterous hookups, including a dalliance with a self-professed “tantric sex guru.” And these days Moscow Marge is dating a far-right reporter who, like MTG, ditched his spouse shortly before their relationship became public.

With the GOP every accusation is an admission.

In Kristi Noem News … the same day as her combative interview on Fox’s sister network, the South Dakota governor bailed on sitting down with Fox News host Greg Gutfeld because of bad weather. A source says that the governor’s team specifically cited a snowstorm in her home state of South Dakota.

And, yes, while there was a winter weather advisory in the Black Hills, Kristi Noem was not in South Dakota, but was in New York City, having stayed there after appearing in-studio on Fox Business and Newsmax earlier in the day.

So, for Liar Kristi Noem, a snowstorm in South Dakota means she cannot travel across town in New York for an interview? Does the woman lie about everything?

Alabama’s GOP Senator Katie Britt has introduced a bill that would create a database for pregnant women.

Sure, it also requires child support throughout pregnancy and creates a clearinghouse of adoption and anti-abortion pregnancy crisis centers to combat decreasing birth rates, but a database of pregnant women?

Katie Britt is the same GOP asshat who recently denounced the idea of a database for gun owners.

Vote Blue in November, in Roevemeber, in Joevember.

Meme Dump

Tuesday Thought #2

Jerry, Becki and the Pool Boy

What a week for poor hate-filled, homophobic, holier-than-thou, _____-loving Jerry Falwell Jr, huh? I mean, first he takes a leave of absence from Liberty University after photos and videos show him partying on a luxury yacht with men and women in various states of undress, and now this …

The wife is schtupping the pool boy! A story that’s been floating around for over a year now that both Mister and Missus Falwell have foot-stomped, whined about, and lied about.

But, honey, it’s true. But Jerry’s taking the high road by throwing his wife under the bus and claiming that his recent ‘bad boy’ behavior is because he’s been depressed since learning that Becki—with the bad hair—has been riding Giancarlo Granda’s, um, pool skimmer.

Oh, and Jerry’s also vexed because Granda ALLEGEDLY tried to extort them by telling the truth, which is … Granda was, in fact, fucking Missus Falwell, many, many times over the course of some seven ears and Jerry was either in the room, or watching on closed-circuit TV from another room, sitting in his Speedos and stroking his Mini-Me while watching another many fuck his wife, and maybe joined in. Odd behavior for a man who condemns adulterers who aren’t _____ and condemns homosexuality.

Faux-Christian-hypocrite, say what? And it gets uglier—I may need a Silkwood scrub-down after this—because Jerry Falwell might receive a $10 million payout for leaving Liberty University, which means that if your wife gets diddled by the pool boy, and you sit and watch, and perhaps there are other many diddling the missus, you get ten million. Funny, though, that is you are a student of Liberty University and you break their Morality Cde you are instantly expelled, but if you’re the president and like to watch your wife getting her pool drain cleaned, you get to leave with a sack filled with cash.

And you can buy a lot of pool boys for that many coins.

And lastly, the lovely Becki, who has been boned by the pool boy many times each year for over seven years—and I’m sure there are others—is coming out to tell her side … calling the relationship embarrassing and humbling and saying:

“I wish Christians, and people, would be as forgiving as Christ was.”

I wish people wouldn’t profess to being devout followers of Christ when they’re fucking the pool boy, allowing their husband to watch, and then crying about their shame when they get caught.

You fucked the pool boy, Becki. You knew what you were doing; your husband knew what you were doing. And now he's collecting ten million bucks; the pimp always gets paid, while the prostitue gets bupkis.

So, fuck off with the faux-Christian bull shiz.

Tuesday Thought #3

The Funny Papers

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Tuesday Thought #2

The Funny Papers

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