Nice, Jeanne. Insanely funny is an understatement.
I am sitting in Miami airport waiting for our final flight for a whole damn month! Thank God.
I love to people watch, so I got me a gigantic cup of coffee.
It’s difficult to square that approximately 40% of the people I see are insane and so brainwashed. I say 40% because I am hopeful and a ton of people don’t vote. WTF 😳
Nice, Jeanne. Insanely funny is an understatement.
I am sitting in Miami airport waiting for our final flight for a whole damn month! Thank God.
I love to people watch, so I got me a gigantic cup of coffee.
It’s difficult to square that approximately 40% of the people I see are insane and so brainwashed. I say 40% because I am hopeful and a ton of people don’t vote. WTF 😳
My hubby and I take an OPGCR (Old Person Golf Cart Ride) every night and took a new route last night. THE ENTIRE STREET had Harris signs. (Some of them rainbow!) If it weren't for Ring cameras, I might have taken a *second* OPGCR later that evening... ;)
Here's an idea for new app. There is, or was, a phone app that "overlaid" a magical kingdom of sorts over-top of the "real" world (and "real" is increasingly in quotes these days) and it purported to tell you what was "underneath" what you saw. Players "recognized" each other through their phones, and similarly locations were identified by their "magical" names.
In my-new-app, those yard signs would never go away... It would reveal the "reality" behind the fantasy of "nice" neighbors." As you went about your day, you would always know whom-to-thank--personally--for this.
"You don't KNOW how I voted!" "Well, technically no, but let me show you this picture from my app: Isn't that your yard sign?"
(And I find the thought of THEM thinking, as I stand on public property snapping away, that "it has something to do with TRUMP'S UPCOMING DICTATORSHIP!" a little delicious.)
Of course, we continue to give-it-away-free, helping Google compile better-and-better dossiers on each of us, with every email and phone call and search query.
I just put up 4 Trump/Vance signs in my front yard on Monday after I dropped off our three ballots for Trump. There is not another house in our entire, huge neighborhood that has a single sign for anyone. We are the first and I’m dying to see what happens. I also took a 4’x4’ sized sign thinking I’ll have my husband hang it up above our garage doors where we usually hang a giant Xmas wreath. 😆 He’s stumped how to make it work so it doesn’t blow away, but I keep nagging on him to figure her out man! It will be so cool but funny to hang it there. Loud and proud and bold.
I believe the dystopic trans agenda along with tax-payer funded genital mutilation surgery for pathological murderers is not sane.
And btw, I believe the concept of “tolerance” has been instilled in our minds, via all forms of media, over many decades to become our newest, highest-ranking value in order to overtake our innate sense of right and wrong.
Let me just say that, if you have looked into getting a second, burner, golf cart and a remote cave to store it in, and costumes you can get from a store with no cameras in another state for cash, then, well, yes, I have to say, that you Jenna are insane, and you KW are too for encouraging her.
"Still my instilled-tolerance requires me to end 'That's okay!'"
Oh please. I'm much, much older. You're young and beautiful. Plus, you have Donnie so.....that and your sense of humor should keep you young for years to come. I have 2 boys who think their comediennes and thank God. It keeps me feeling younger than I am. Laughter, truly, is the best medicine and I thank you, Miss Jenna, for always making me laugh.
As frustrating as it may be at times, I prefer reality. It is part of what makes the world go 'round. Well, that and all my grandbabies. Mostly it's the grands though.😊
You don’t know how many times on my nightly walks in my middle class suburban hood that I want to write some ‘alternative messaging’ on these Harris Walz signs I see at people’s houses or replace them with a Trump sign…the ones that say MAHA and in fine print Trump Vance 2024. Dress up in all black with a hoodie on and sunglasses, after midnight and go on the prowl.
People watching is the best. Although most everyone has their nose in their device and not a book. And the freaks? No words. Airports are the weirdest places. Flew home thru MSP last week instead of ATL. I haven't been there in a few years and it was beautiful compared to the mass of sad humanity and dogmanity that you see in ATL. People walking dogs in the concourse and the dog lays a deuce right there in front of Chipotle. Yeah, cancel my bean burrito order please.
OMG!!! Here's my hot airport tip: ALWAYS give yourself time for a glass of wine at the airport bar, and ALWAYS wear a controversial hat. I met my new BFF (whom I'm going with to the First, Do No Pharm screening tonight) last week on my flight back from CA and thanks to my DEFUND THE MEDIA hat. Hahaha but seriously. You find out REALLY quickly who's on your team. :)
Great tip. I want that hat. I don't have time to take potential friends out to dinner and maybe get to first or second base, only to find out what is actually in their pants. Could be a piano playing member who pops out waving a yellow and blue flag. Or, could be a uniparty member with a giant D(uh) also. No time for that. Let's just take the blood test and see if we are a compatible friend match. And...when you do meet that special friend, you have to make sure their spouse is compatible with yours. (No, I am NOT talking about putting car keys in a bowl by the front door/pineapple party). Even if Hubs gets a fellow commiserator to eye roll with, as us gals talk everything in the kitchen from chem trails to colonoscopies...that is how you know she might be the one. Or two, since all your other 'friends' have run away. I don't have time for nonsense or trying to convince anyone of The Truth anymore. If they can't see it by now, I don't want them in my Circle of Trust.
I was at a coffee place with a few friends and made a derogatory comment about the couple of maskers working there (not all, thankfully) and he mentioned that I shouldn't complain about it because it shows us who they are. There was also a middle-aged lady with green hair working there and he pointed out the same thing. It tells us so much about them. Might as well have been carrying one of those "in this house we believe" signs. Gave me a new perspective.
That has absolutely been my take on it. It is an outward sign of who they are on the inside. Makes it easier on us in a way, because there is no pussy-footing around.
Surely, by now, technology can provide the Infinite Questionnaire to compartmentalize us all down into the (micro) groups we are perfect for.
Each answer, eliminates at least half of the contenders.
Taking the fantasy to its end, you've found The Perfect Friend-Match! And you're meeting them TONIGHT; he/she/it [which is not to say she-it] is coming over! The doorbell rings! The AnTiCiPaSHUN! You throw open the DOOR!
But it's only you...
No. BETTER, is the approach in the account I read somewhere in these pages, by a liberal who was brought over to the bright side by the tolerant listening of a conservative. SadieJay, you would eschew my camaraderie for the paltry excuse that ~I~ hold colonscopies to be the chief result of chem trails?! Oh, just say it ain't so! No! Forfend! Take me under thy wing [I have gone Elizabethan for some reason] and bring me 'round. You have much to give. We, none of us, in this day, have the luxury to give in to hoarding. Share, SHARE!
And forgive. It occurs I should be asking you to forgive my horning in.
Listening I have no problem with. Letting someone in as friend to me and a friend to thee (if thou art truly my friend) is another story. Friend implies Emergency Contact closeness. Acquaintance acquiesces to listening and hearing and giving opinions if asked. I have many acquaintances but few friends I would trusteth with my life.
Of course, my negativity reminds me that I'm personally more likely to NEVER find out who it was from the other team who clocked me from just-off-camera.
Nice, Jeanne. Insanely funny is an understatement.
I am sitting in Miami airport waiting for our final flight for a whole damn month! Thank God.
I love to people watch, so I got me a gigantic cup of coffee.
It’s difficult to square that approximately 40% of the people I see are insane and so brainwashed. I say 40% because I am hopeful and a ton of people don’t vote. WTF 😳
Random thoughts.
My hubby and I take an OPGCR (Old Person Golf Cart Ride) every night and took a new route last night. THE ENTIRE STREET had Harris signs. (Some of them rainbow!) If it weren't for Ring cameras, I might have taken a *second* OPGCR later that evening... ;)
Haha. In my socal neighborhood we have several. But I told my family, this is so good, because now we don’t have to GUESS who the communists are!
Here's an idea for new app. There is, or was, a phone app that "overlaid" a magical kingdom of sorts over-top of the "real" world (and "real" is increasingly in quotes these days) and it purported to tell you what was "underneath" what you saw. Players "recognized" each other through their phones, and similarly locations were identified by their "magical" names.
In my-new-app, those yard signs would never go away... It would reveal the "reality" behind the fantasy of "nice" neighbors." As you went about your day, you would always know whom-to-thank--personally--for this.
"You don't KNOW how I voted!" "Well, technically no, but let me show you this picture from my app: Isn't that your yard sign?"
(And I find the thought of THEM thinking, as I stand on public property snapping away, that "it has something to do with TRUMP'S UPCOMING DICTATORSHIP!" a little delicious.)
Of course, we continue to give-it-away-free, helping Google compile better-and-better dossiers on each of us, with every email and phone call and search query.
I just put up 4 Trump/Vance signs in my front yard on Monday after I dropped off our three ballots for Trump. There is not another house in our entire, huge neighborhood that has a single sign for anyone. We are the first and I’m dying to see what happens. I also took a 4’x4’ sized sign thinking I’ll have my husband hang it up above our garage doors where we usually hang a giant Xmas wreath. 😆 He’s stumped how to make it work so it doesn’t blow away, but I keep nagging on him to figure her out man! It will be so cool but funny to hang it there. Loud and proud and bold.
Jenna, I believe you are sane!
And
I believe the dystopic trans agenda along with tax-payer funded genital mutilation surgery for pathological murderers is not sane.
And btw, I believe the concept of “tolerance” has been instilled in our minds, via all forms of media, over many decades to become our newest, highest-ranking value in order to overtake our innate sense of right and wrong.
ROCK ON GIRLFRIEND ! 🙏💪⭐️
WTF 🤬. You can’t be serious 🧐. Don’t you live in damn Texas?
You need a disguise. I would totally go on that ride with you and rip every damn sign off of every morons lawn !
Don’t threaten ME with a good time!
You know it! I am afraid that you and I would not be a healthy duo! 🥹😝‼️💯💜
Let me just say that, if you have looked into getting a second, burner, golf cart and a remote cave to store it in, and costumes you can get from a store with no cameras in another state for cash, then, well, yes, I have to say, that you Jenna are insane, and you KW are too for encouraging her.
"Still my instilled-tolerance requires me to end 'That's okay!'"
Ah. So it's your neighbors that are insane. Aren't you a little young for an OPGCR?
Sadly no 👵🏻🤣
Oh please. I'm much, much older. You're young and beautiful. Plus, you have Donnie so.....that and your sense of humor should keep you young for years to come. I have 2 boys who think their comediennes and thank God. It keeps me feeling younger than I am. Laughter, truly, is the best medicine and I thank you, Miss Jenna, for always making me laugh.
Jeanne, all you need is a younger PHOTO to be young-and-beautiful here in Never-land!
(And it doesn't even need to be "of you!" Technology has freed us from reality!)
As frustrating as it may be at times, I prefer reality. It is part of what makes the world go 'round. Well, that and all my grandbabies. Mostly it's the grands though.😊
You don’t know how many times on my nightly walks in my middle class suburban hood that I want to write some ‘alternative messaging’ on these Harris Walz signs I see at people’s houses or replace them with a Trump sign…the ones that say MAHA and in fine print Trump Vance 2024. Dress up in all black with a hoodie on and sunglasses, after midnight and go on the prowl.
Could they have been Halloween decorations?🤔
People watching is the best. Although most everyone has their nose in their device and not a book. And the freaks? No words. Airports are the weirdest places. Flew home thru MSP last week instead of ATL. I haven't been there in a few years and it was beautiful compared to the mass of sad humanity and dogmanity that you see in ATL. People walking dogs in the concourse and the dog lays a deuce right there in front of Chipotle. Yeah, cancel my bean burrito order please.
OMG!!! Here's my hot airport tip: ALWAYS give yourself time for a glass of wine at the airport bar, and ALWAYS wear a controversial hat. I met my new BFF (whom I'm going with to the First, Do No Pharm screening tonight) last week on my flight back from CA and thanks to my DEFUND THE MEDIA hat. Hahaha but seriously. You find out REALLY quickly who's on your team. :)
Great tip. I want that hat. I don't have time to take potential friends out to dinner and maybe get to first or second base, only to find out what is actually in their pants. Could be a piano playing member who pops out waving a yellow and blue flag. Or, could be a uniparty member with a giant D(uh) also. No time for that. Let's just take the blood test and see if we are a compatible friend match. And...when you do meet that special friend, you have to make sure their spouse is compatible with yours. (No, I am NOT talking about putting car keys in a bowl by the front door/pineapple party). Even if Hubs gets a fellow commiserator to eye roll with, as us gals talk everything in the kitchen from chem trails to colonoscopies...that is how you know she might be the one. Or two, since all your other 'friends' have run away. I don't have time for nonsense or trying to convince anyone of The Truth anymore. If they can't see it by now, I don't want them in my Circle of Trust.
🤣💯🎯
Right there with ya, SadieJay. 💜🙏💯🔥. I am too old and too jaded to bother trying to convince the brainwashed sleepwalkers.
There are a whole slew of them that regularly walk the same beach as me and the pups.
Sadly, my patience was razor thin and now it’s non existent. Pouff! Gone!
By their masks you shall know them.
I was at a coffee place with a few friends and made a derogatory comment about the couple of maskers working there (not all, thankfully) and he mentioned that I shouldn't complain about it because it shows us who they are. There was also a middle-aged lady with green hair working there and he pointed out the same thing. It tells us so much about them. Might as well have been carrying one of those "in this house we believe" signs. Gave me a new perspective.
That has absolutely been my take on it. It is an outward sign of who they are on the inside. Makes it easier on us in a way, because there is no pussy-footing around.
Surely, by now, technology can provide the Infinite Questionnaire to compartmentalize us all down into the (micro) groups we are perfect for.
Each answer, eliminates at least half of the contenders.
Taking the fantasy to its end, you've found The Perfect Friend-Match! And you're meeting them TONIGHT; he/she/it [which is not to say she-it] is coming over! The doorbell rings! The AnTiCiPaSHUN! You throw open the DOOR!
But it's only you...
No. BETTER, is the approach in the account I read somewhere in these pages, by a liberal who was brought over to the bright side by the tolerant listening of a conservative. SadieJay, you would eschew my camaraderie for the paltry excuse that ~I~ hold colonscopies to be the chief result of chem trails?! Oh, just say it ain't so! No! Forfend! Take me under thy wing [I have gone Elizabethan for some reason] and bring me 'round. You have much to give. We, none of us, in this day, have the luxury to give in to hoarding. Share, SHARE!
And forgive. It occurs I should be asking you to forgive my horning in.
Listening I have no problem with. Letting someone in as friend to me and a friend to thee (if thou art truly my friend) is another story. Friend implies Emergency Contact closeness. Acquaintance acquiesces to listening and hearing and giving opinions if asked. I have many acquaintances but few friends I would trusteth with my life.
Okay, I see-eth thou's point. Even the nice conservative listener lady didn't trust with her life, the liberal seeker of truth, instantly.
I'm just saying, please keep the Applicants' door open. (That's me, 17th from the front. Wearing the Trump-as-Batman mask.)
Brilliant!
Of course, my negativity reminds me that I'm personally more likely to NEVER find out who it was from the other team who clocked me from just-off-camera.
Safe travels! 😊💕