Even the worst things in life have a humorous side, and the Covid-19 pandemic is no exception. The Great Toilet Paper Famine of 2020 is probably the most obvious. What is it with humans, at least American humans, and toilet paper anyway?
Enjoy this collection of memes.
I dug this one up from the archives. I’d forgotten all about it.
Happy New Year!
Narcissists are predators, but they can be turned into prey fairly easily. Here’s a quick field guide to the most common types of narcissists you may find out in the wilderness of real life. Binoculars are good to have on hand to spot them, but make sure you keep yourself camouflaged well and carry the weapon of Truth. Truth to a narc is like garlic to a vampire–they will run faster than Montezuma’s Revenge.
It’s easy to learn how to identify the subspecies of common narcissists by using this Field Guide to help you identify the most common types, their preferred habitat, and chosen source of supply (food). They can all be either male or female, but where a particular gender is more commonly seen, it will be indicated in the subspecies description.
1. Narcissus grandiosis.
N. grandiosis is the “classic”, grandiose, aggressively ambitious (and often successful) narcissist. Usually male…
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The overall attitude toward dissent in a democracy is summed up in this quote by Evelyn Beatrice Hall:
I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.
Well, it depends.
A random tweet I saw this morning:
What I have noticed on Twitter is that people are so angry that even when I make a joke, they say “this is no time for jokes,” this is a serious time. The craziest people on Earth are people who try to mold your Twitter page to their personal liking. It’s absolutely insane.
It’s not just Twitter, though. This attitude is pervasive all across social media and in real life, too. Of course people are jumpy, on edge, stressed out, scared, and angry. That’s perfectly understandable in times like these. But if you make a joke or try to make light of the gravity of our national and political situation, many people become offended. And I’m not referring to Trump supporters here.
I understand some jokes are in poor taste. For example, I would never make fun of the caged children at the border, or the many people suffering right now because of Trump’s cruel policies. I would never laugh at someone’s funeral. That’s punching down, it’s bullying, and it’s mean. That’s the kind of thing Trump does (remember when he made fun of the disabled reporter? Yeah, that’s punching down and punching down is never funny).
But I will certainly make fun of him, and the powerful people who work for him, and yes, at his supporters too, who I see as willfully ignorant at best, sociopathic at worst. I will make fun of his terrible gaffes, his inappropriate behavior at televised events, his word salad, his disheveled appearance, his malignant narcissism.
And if you take offense because the situation he has put us in is “too serious for jokes,” then all I can say is maybe you need to grow a sense of humor, and maybe you’ll find out that being able to laugh at the terrible things he does makes this dark time in our history a little bit easier to bear.
I think keeping a sense of humor when things are dark and the future looks uncertain is essential to our mental and spiritual health. The ability to laugh, even gallows humor (laughing AT the evil and making light of it, NOT at the victims of the evil) is a necessary survival tool. Those who can’t laugh in the darkness are far less resilient emotionally and spiritually, and more likely to succumb to terror, despair, or worse.
This is SO true!
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Yup, this pretty much covers it.
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I just lost the black Sharpie I was using to draw the little cartoon in my last post, and remembered writing this, so I’m posting it again.
Now, back to looking for that danged pen. 😡
Originally posted on November 20, 2017
I have a house full of old, nonworking pens. It’s not because I want them. Keeping up with pens and throwing away old ones is one thing I never seem to bother keeping up with. Whenever I need a pen, I can never, EVER find a working one. I have dozens of old markers that no longer have any ink in them, tens of cheap ballpoints I got for free somewhere with no ink in them and non-working clickers; I even have dried up pen refills with no actual pen to cover them. I have Sharpies with their nubs worn down to nothing. They all sit forlornly in old coffee mugs around the house.
People can’t understand why I can’t find a working pen when I need one. They look around at the mugs of pens in every room and on every available surface, and they also know I have drawers full of pens (as well as old phone chargers, paper clips, rubber bands, broken push pins, paid bills from 2003, business cards for businesses I’ll never use or have never heard of, a broken lighter with Y2K joke on it [no joke], and all the other detritus most of us wind up gathering somehow without any effort at all). I almost always wind up having to borrow their pen — if they’re carrying one — and I can see them just shaking their heads in bemused amazement.
I have the same problem with pencils. I have at least a hundred pencils — all with broken points or sharpened down to an inch or so (and still sporting broken points) — and not one sharpener. So the pencils I own are utterly useless. Maybe I should install a sharpener on the wall, like the one we kept on the basement stairs while I was growing up (I’ll never know why it was installed on the wall of the dark basement stairs, as if it was something to be embarrassed about).
At least with the Internet, I rarely need a pen. But sometimes I do. There’s still the occasional form I need to fill out, or the birthday card I need to sign (I hate e-cards). Sometimes I have to leave post-it notes to myself on the bathroom mirror that say things like: BUY A PACK OF PENS TODAY! Hah. I never learn. I never go out and buy a pack of pens for these moments. The one time recently that I did buy a pack, I somehow lost all those pens. But the old, dried up, broken ones stuck around like unwelcome guests.
And they MULTIPLY. You know that portal that’s hidden in the back of your washer that sucks your socks into an alternate universe? Well, I think there’s another portal — a reverse wormhole — from that same universe that spews broken old pens into ours. Maybe it somehow transforms our socks into pens. You never know.
Why don’t I just throw away all those broken and nonworking pens and pencils? Honestly, I don’t know why. It’s not sentimentality, and it’s not because “maybe one day I will use them in a multi-media project where I can glue them to a board with all the other useless junk in my drawers and call it art.” ” No, I think the reason I don’t weed out all the old pens and pencils is pure laziness. The idea of going through all those mugs and drawers full of broken writing implements and testing them isn’t something I want to spend my day doing.
So the pens stay, and I continue to search in vain for a working pen when I need one.
Anyone want some of my old broken pens?
My son saw this guy with his car at a gas station, so he took this picture. Haha! Or even better, Hoho!
Life is full of surprises.
Here’s a good read about Q-balls and other assorted nuts at the Tampa Trump rally.
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Donald Trump took his traveling freak show to Tampa Tuesday night and it was a coming out party for the worst of us.
He continued his war against the media, where he’s labeled them in the past as scum, dishonest, terrible people, bad actors, liars, fake news, and even the enemy of the American people. During the presidential campaign, he would single out MSNBC’s Katy Tur at rallies to the point she would need security to get out of the building without being harmed. In case you haven’t noticed yet, Donald Trump is a bully.
Another one of his favorite targets is Jim Acosta from CNN. On Tuesday, Acosta captured footage of Trump’s supporters screaming and cursing while flipping him off. Where do these people come from? They come from 4chan (and 8chan, which I just found existed. What the Hell is 8chan? A place for those who find 4chan…
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