The only thing going on today is RFK Jr. is in front of some senate finance committee hearing being yelled at by unhinged Dimmycrats about shit they're making up in their heads.
They seem to be maddest about him removing the emergency use authorization (EUA) for the clot-shots and his questioning the 72 vaccines forced on children that has raised the incidence of autism from 1 in 10,000 in the past to 1 in 40 today.
(Edit) 🚨Breaking News: The Powerball jackpot has surged to $1.7 billion after no winning ticket was drawn tonight, making it one of the largest prizes in lottery history. The next drawing is scheduled for Saturday night.
I don't play the lottery, but I should get some tickets at Vijay's tomorrow on my way to Kroger for shits & giggles.
After the Cold War ended, The Company wanted me to operate in the US which was illegal and I walked away, losing my pension and everything.
I ended up running a defense-critical manufacturing plant on 2nd shift for a couple of years, and walked away after my load was higher than the five guys on days.
The fat-fuck plant engineer came strutting up to me and asked me what I was going to do after leaving. I told him I was going to go into politics.
I should've listened to myself. NO REGERTS. (I spelled that right)
It's been a wild ride.
I suppose I could've lived my life out in quiet desperation like my father did at Magnavox (now Raytheon) in EW1 with two and a half kids (girl, boy and a Down's retard). He checked out at 49. I don't blame him. I spent my 15th birthday at the first day of his funeral.
I'm old now and pushing around a desk is OK. I've seen the World and I don't like it.
It's never been boring. I'm glad Doc isn't wanting excitement. (Edit) I'm glad she's got a ton of money too. She's not after mine.
I'm still not right, maybe it was your estranged father sobbing like a bitch in the front row because he missed the thirty years that I had as a neighbor, maybe I was just deathed out. Regardless, getting me and my ex-wife together in her car to go to your funeral was no mean feat. She held my hand and cried too.
Seeing my flowers next to your cremains with your family's on the other side about brought me and my ex to her knees.
The giant thing from the Allen County Sherriff's dep't was big but lacked heart (Chris works there).
It took me over a month to give/send flowers after that.