• Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    I like to dip and I like to spit

    Don’t you worry your pretty little heads.  I’m still here and I’m still pissed. I am particularly pissed at anyone who thinks that Donald Trump, Ben Carson or Jeb Bush would make a good President.  They won’t.  They suck.  And you are an idiot if you think that any of these guys could be President. Trump has the most potential, if he weren’t a racist loose cannon.  At what point does he say “Some of my best friends are Mexican?”  That’s not what this country needs. Jeb Bush?  Because W did such a great job?  I love how the Bush’s are trying to rewrite history.  Sorry.  We were here.  Your…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    So make lots of noise

      Bruce/Caitlyn Jenner.  Why do we care?  Seriously.  I’m not married to either one of them.  Who gives a shit? Rachel Dolezal.  A little more interesting.  She’s not black enough because she’s white.  She’s too black because she’s white.  She is checking the wrong box on her Census form?  I guess.  It’s not like there isn’t a whole bunch of people out there living out their fantasies as someone who they aren’t or maybe someone they became.  It’s just that Jenner can go to the best Doctors in America and go through gender reassignment.  I don’t think you can go through race reassignment so Rachel, we’ve got a problem. And…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    She bet on one horse to win and I bet on another to show

    How about a year end wrap up?  Oh what the hell? Here are last year’s top ten: Lose that last 35 pounds.  Lost another 10 but still have a ways to go. Ride at 15mph. I started to get faster and then had that hamstring injury so I’m still sitting around 11.7mph Eliminate the rest of the debt.  Didn’t get this done but did make steady progress Eliminate the IRS issue.  Didn’t get this done either but am making payments thus eliminating the potential for debtors prison Practice the daily 10 five days a week.  I’m giving myself a C+ on this one.  I did remarkably well on this when I…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    If I don’t do it, you know somebody else will

    During the week,  I collect all kind of crap to comment on each Sunday morning.  And then something happened and I’m up all Saturday night.  And not in a good way.  The Fitbit tells me how I slept, as if I didn’t know this time.  I didn’t actually fall into a real sleep until 3:50am.  It was a long night and I have a busy day.  But here we go on this week’s collection of crap. First up, the absolute best thing on the interwebs. This horse appears to be some sort of competition horse in a Spanish speaking country.  And Boss, well he is the boss.  I picked Beauregard…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

    About that Ride. A week ago I finished my fourth AIDS/Lifecycle.  It was hard for all of the wrong reasons. Four weeks before we left I thought I would take Bill the Dog down to the Clayton Art and Wine festival and hang with either Cousin Jeanne or Cousin in law Jason, whoever was there.  The truck needed gas first.  The 20 year old truck.  The battery failed at the pump and the truck was stuck there.  Oh, and it was 10am on a Sunday.  Who cares?  I called AAA. Well, apparently the guy at the station wanted it out of there after 30 minutes of waiting for AAA.  We…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    The pen is mightier than the sword but no match for a gun

    Nothing is simple. Another young man goes on a shooting rampage.  This country wrings it’s hands.  The gun whack jobs will say that if the other students had been armed he could have been stopped.  I’m just not sure how they can all be so sure that it would end like that. When it comes to extreme stress situations and emergencies, you never know how someone is going to react.  Unless they have been trained, they don’t know.    Who knows how much bravado dies because they froze.  Studies have found that some possess an ability to rise to the occasion while others are destine to be victims even if they…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots,  Cycling

    One day you’re a diamond and then you’re a stone

    The last two weeks have been ridiculous.  The Brother got himself some nasty ass shit that kicked his ass pretty badly.  People die from what he had…but he beat it.  But he was super super sick.  I’m used to his never ending stream of respiratory bullshit but this took things to a whole new level. One of my good friends found out her husband, a guy in his 40’s has a mass on his bladder.  Another lost a member of her inner circle to cancer of the freaking everything.  I think she didn’t have it in her stomach and that was it.   I saw this woman two months ago…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    They told me I was going to lose the fight

    I got exactly one thing done this weekend.  One.  I fiddle farted around with a bunch of things but only one got finished.  I was pretty much numb and sleep walking up until I gave blood yesterday and then I came back to life. I went out onto the healthcare marketplace and bought insurance.  And it was no big deal.  It took about 10 minutes.  The hardest part was figuring out that the system didn’t like Chrome and wanted Safari.  Once I got through that it was no big deal.  It worked smoothly like any other website.  Well almost any. Because with all of the hullabaloo about how difficult everything…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    We did the monster mash

    I kind of love that the guy whose name I did not mention also had his name not mentioned by Rachel Maddow.  And I thought I was so freaking clever.   As well it should. Then there is this little gem which just makes me smile. Part of me is sick of youtube cutesy pranks but this one is clever.  Some of the other ones are just stupid.  This one is not stupid. And I have to say the news is pretty amusing to me right now. CNN spent about 10 days being all about the missing plane while Fox News continued to “report” on Obamacare and I can’t remember…

  • Bon Mots and Cheap Shots

    King Nothing

    Bad people die every day in this world.  This week a really bad man died.  Good riddance. While part of me would like to see a protest of such a magnitude that the march on Washington would be dwarfed, a bigger part of me says the most poignant thing that can be done is nothing.  Not give him any ink.  Not say his name.  And not protest his funeral if there is one.  There are reports that there will be no funeral.  What a bunch of pussies. Because he is not worth the gasoline to drive there.  He is not worth the time off work.  He is not worth the…