I hate to say it, but I’m saving politics for Monday. I am so burnt out on this race BS. I am so burnt out on the fact that we have a President who is bent on downsizing America, and helping other nations instead, by design, because he believes that America has been evil. I am so burnt out on hearing the blacks complain. I am so burnt out on Chris Mathews, who no doubt, has a shoe fetish.
So..What do I do when I get really burnt out? HA! Like many Americans, I turn to my dogs! And here’s a dog named Jumpy, that makes me wonder why he doesn’t have his own TV show.
Honey Boo-Boo, I hear is leaving. We could use an improvement.
Happy Saturday! I’m going swimming before I found out they closed my local pool due to budget cuts.
This lady leaves me speechless. I can see myself someday, doing this. In fact, even though I retired from drumming after 35 years in bands, I do remember an all girl’s band that I use to go see in the 1970’s, that was filled with woman all over 65, and they were pretty good. But the reason most people went to see them, is because the saxophone player told dirty jokes, and was a riot.
Anyway…since Obama says white people need to reflect about themselves this weekend, I’m of course…am NOT going to. And guess what? If you are anywhere this weekend, and Obama’s black protestors are out, you would be a fool NOT to look your car doors if you see them coming. And that goes for every color of human species, water fowl, dog, or cat.
I’m enjoying the summer, in all my whiteness. Good Lord, can we please have a vowel?
I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.
It’s my Nobody Opinion that Nobody’s Perfect, and Nobody Cares, that Nobody Knows why Nobody Wins, and when that happens, Nobody Wonders, why Nobody Flashes, why Nobody’s Fooled, but then Nobody remembers that Nobody ALWAYS Reports the truth.