Kahomono - It Means Lucky

Random musings on whatever subject strikes my fancy, published every other day.

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Hasa Diga Eebowai!

I went to the Spectrum cable store today to pick up a part for my setup that they provide, that needs replacement.

Shortly after I joined the waiting list, a guy walked in wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a design just like this one:

So I was curious, I had never encountered this verbiage. I googled it on my phone. (You should do that too now, if you need to. The words being what they are, I don’t want to have to tag this post n_s_f_w.)

So when the guy wearing this most-excellent shirt wandered by, I told him I had a high opinion of it. He said, Really? What does it mean? I have no idea. It was a gift.

I was a little taken aback. For one thing, I would never wear a t-shirt with a message if I did not know what it meant! Would you? And now I had a dilemma. Am I going to tell this person what his t-shirt means? What if he’s super-religious? That’s always a possibility, in the USA. What if he has a meltdown, or becomes violent, right here in the cable store? I did not really want some random guy to learn about the blasphemy on his body from me.

Nope, I wimped out of that scene. I advised him that he should look it up, it was more fun to learn this one for oneself. Immediately, he scampers back to his seat. He and his wife start eagerly searching on their phones.

Next thing I know he’s heading back over to me with (yay!) a smile. He says, Well, f* God! I don’t care, I’m an atheist!. I said, So am I! And we exchanged high-fives.

This turned out OK but I find it a little sad that I had to worry.

Fireplace Caturday

We upgraded our fireplace a bit. It grew a mantel.

The cats don’t care, though. The business end of the fireplace is unchanged, and that’s what they want.

Alice will stare at the dark fireplace until we light it. Gert just wants her belly rubbed.

But when I am up in the office, Gert likes to settle on the box between my chair & window. Just to be near Dad.

The Race

The entire Pumpkin administration has been a test of his ability to outrun reality with ever-more transparent, obvious and insulting-to-the-intelligence lies.

His base laps these up like dogs eating their own vomit, because he’s the only one who explicitly and loudly validates their racism.

The capitalist class don’t care because they feel safe from the violence, and they own him.

That’s it. Really simple, actually.


You people with this phony emoluments clause

Pumpkin, Mon Oct 21, 2019

The President shall, at stated Times, receive for his Services, a Compensation, which shall neither be encreased nor diminished during the Period for which he shall have been elected, and he shall not receive within that Period any other Emolument from the United States, or any of them.

Article 2, section 1 of The actual fucking constitution of the united states

In the ultimate act of gaslighting, our orange stain on the dignity of our country has declared the emoluments clause “phony.” Probably, on the advice of this idiot:

TV Couples

Are David and Patrick of Schitt’s Creek Season 5 (now in Netflix) the best couple on TV? Mild spoilers below.

Most TV couples are written to create drama or comedy by failing to communicate. It’s drama or comedy in the end depending on the stakes. The lower, the funnier.

But these two actually make a good faith effort to tell each other what’s going on!

That sounds trivial. Yet, you should just watch for how tensions are built and then released in most shows between members of a couple. It’s almost always one withholding information from another. Deliberately or accidentally.

Even David and Patrick took a while to get with the program, communications-wise. But when Patrick’s parents come to visit, David finally gets it so right.

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