And to top it off, when I drove past the liquor store on my way to Kroger, my girlfriend's truck wasn't there. I was going to get her some flowers and drop them off. That was about the only fuckin' thing they had, although the price of has doubled since Christmas.
And I've got some really good Marsha Blackburn hair goin' on today. She would've gotten a kick out of that.
Several years ago when I was still seeing MDs, he was looking at my bloodwork and said, "I'm surprised you still have hair."
"Oh yeah? Why's that?"
"Your testosterone is way too high for a man your age."
"What's that got to do with my hair?"
"High T levels cause (MD gibberish) and make you go bald. I'm going to prescribe (Rx gobbledygook) or you'll die of (more MD gibberish)."
"No you're not."
I'd have thought the opposite, but it's not surprising that I'd do the opposite of what I was supposed to. My folks always said I got my stubborn streak from my paternal grandfather. He died before I was born, but I guess he was a stubborn SOB. I think he was a bigwig with PPG or something.
I'm kind of a binary person. I'm pretty slow to anger, but when pushed, I go full-on. I've had a couple of gals tell me that when I get mad, my eyes change from hazel-green to black. I can't confirm that.
Well that explains my hair loss, or as I like to call it, the great southern migration as my receding hair line seems to be sending the hair to other places.
Here in the Twin Cities, we have a huge swath of the population that is subsidized with welfare, WIC and of course foodstamps. Every time I go to the store and see the price gouging it is because I know I am competing in the market against my own tax dollars. Our shelves have a lot of stuff on them, but the meat coolers, and frozen meats are largely picked over pretty good. It’s as if the farmers stopped growing food or something.
The covid nonsense which has crippled our economy, destroyed the job market, and eviscerated the last vestiges of free thinking, is deliberate. It’s no accident. It was a grand scheme brought about by geriatrics who wanted to remake the world in their pathetic limp dicked image where they have everything and the other 99.9 percent of us are begging.
What we need is a great reset that involves people getting so angry that they tear these elites out of this homes and burn them alive.