Deadwood, Californication, MASH, Carole Burnette

Apologies. I was generalizing.

I’ve said this before, as a Canadian I am dumbfounded that no one has picked up a gun or even just walked up and punched someone in the face. It actually makes me fear a lot less the looming trade and water wars with America. Y’all are fucking pussies and just lay down at the first sign of confrontation.

All dumped for fuckwits actions against Canada. All social media and every American service. Personal, small business…all of it. Those chucklefucks and their technofacsism can fuck right off.

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No shit right. Once air defense is gone he’ll be throwing another tantrum. We also have an election brewing and a traitorous cunt as the front runner who your fascists are pulling for of course. A lot of this is ensuring they get what they want from us. As a country we don’t play that game though. This shit brings us together.

I’m far from panic. We hold a lot of cards still. Like you said there are many in more dire circumstances than we. We live a simple life and provide a lot of our own everything. We are stable and have the knowledge, land and skills to adapt. It’s my feelings and preparation for what may come that concerns me. I’m not generally that guy.

I am someone who thrives in chaos. I have proven it to myself repeatedly and been in situations most others have not due to my past experiences and work. I am Canadian and the fascist tirade and forceable takeover of government to our South along with the trade war and attacks to our national sovereignty have made me start to plan as well. I can’t help myself. I have started packing a full trauma medical kit for the first time in 25 years. I’m an old man and broken but I have equipment and the skills to use it that are of use in chaos.

I’ve become oddly calm but always on edge which is the most disconcerting thing of all to me. I know this feeling.

I’m gen X. I’m certainly at get off my lawn stage. Yet I have no lawn. Hmmmmmm

Awwwww…daaaaaaadddddd…

I put whatever I want in my kitchen because I’m a superstar and fuck your disapproval.

I worked at hockey arenas for a long time. Went out to put the garbage in the dumpster on night to two people fucking right there. They didn’t bother stopping and I just chucked the garbage in the bin and fucked off.

Oddly enough about a week later walking home I saw a chick giving a guy head as he drove down the street. It was an odd week.

Honestly, all of it. Not a video game fan even having been raised through its development. I have zero nostalgia for any of it.

Never took the blue pill in the first place. I worked to live only, not lived to work. Then Cancer retired me permanently at 42.

I did when I owned the cavalier. Now I am back in my homeland and my cars fall apart in a few years.

And the 1992 chev cavalier. Indestructible.

Gross story incoming…

In my 30’s I worked with people with developmental disabilities. There was a 45 year old man I worked with occasionally who had brain damage from a fever when he was a baby. He had a strange fetish for dirty diapers and could not control it at all. If he smelled or saw a dirty diaper he was getting in there and there was no stopping it. I got called by his worker one day to help get him out of a dumpster. He found a bag of dirty diapers and was like a dog on a poop pile, rolling around and smearing it everywhere. Gross.

We live in the same place. Pickled beets and overly expensive thrift stores.

When those little plastic things on the end of your shoelaces fall off.

Sail the high seas and never see an ad again. Make your time your own.

And he owned the feed store…not the chickens or the eggs.