Hey Trump! if you’re stepping on your dick, take off your golf shoes…

via EB Misfit
Trump Can’t Give It a Rest, Ever

The more time goes on, it begins to look as though Hillary Clinton gave The Donald a can of gasoline and a match, then stood back to watch the fun.

Donald Trump and his allies are refusing to let up on their attacks on former Miss Universe Alicia Machado, with Newt Gingrich shaming her for gaining weight during her reign and Corey Lewandowski suggesting she’s an attempted murderer.

A seasoned pol would recognize when he triggered a land mine and would back away. Not Trump. He has to go on the attack and keep attacking, even if he blows himself up in the process.

Continuing to attack a woman for gaining weight isn’t going to play very well with about 95% of the women out there.

Moral: If you find yourself stepping on your dick, at least take off your golf shoes.

Posted by Comrade Misfit

Murdering Birds With Wind Farms

Altamont Pass Wind Resource Area in northern California The APWRA is one of the oldest wind farms in the country and one of the largest in the world originally with around 5,000 turbines. Worldwide, such facilities have been responsible for the deaths of 140,000 to 328,000 birds and 500,000 to 1.6 million bats, raising questions about their effects on population sustainability.


Cat’n The Loop

Sorta… an evening drive from West Main > Harbor Drive > Bay Point > Levee Road > Downtown a bit and East 7th to Colvill Park, then up Bush Street

Takes about 30 minutes…

Drought Map for Sept. 27th 2016

recap… Hill vs Trump

hotdish and a billionaire

Minnesota DFL Party


I’m a writer, and mostly I live in my head while tapping away at a laptop, which is one reason I like to go to DFL fundraisers. It’s a chance to meet my fellow Minnesotans who want to do the right thing and work for a civil society that takes care of our people. At these occasions, I’ve met parents of kids with learning disabilities who have to fight for their child’s right to an education. I’ve met immigrants who’ve picked up our language and also learned to love the State Fair and canoeing the St. Croix and eating hotdish. I’ve met elderly people my age who are navigating the interesting twists and turns of being 74 and 84 and 94.

The DFL has been advocating for working people, people in need, minorities, kids and elders for my lifetime and more, and it’s worthy of support, all the more so now with reactionaries dominating the news, led by this shameless narcissist billionaire from New York.

Our good governor Mark Dayton is a man of principle we can be proud of. Amy Klobuchar and Al Franken have brought distinction to the valiant Democratic minority in the Senate. And now this fall, we need to take back the statehouse and elect Hillary Clinton.

That’s why I’m writing to you. Our beloved DFL is facing a major filing deadline in two days and needs to raise $10,000 more, so I’m shepherding in donations.

It’s the most important election of our lifetime. So let’s win it.

The deadline is here, and there’s no time to waste: Donate $5 or more now to help the DFL elect Hillary Clinton and Democrats who will uphold common decency across our country.

In Minnesota we share a belief in the common good that was passed down to us from our ancestors. Let’s pass it on. Too much is at stake to stand idly by.

So will you donate $5 or more before the DFL’s September filing deadline to keep Minnesota and the country in the hands of principle and progress?

Thank you for doing what you can.




slithey toads n all

Stuart Wood said…over at Sic Semper Tyrannis

The first debate summed up in poetry:

JABBERTRUMPY (Apologies to Lewis Carroll)

Beware the JabberTrump, my girl!
The names that bite, the lies that catch!
Beware the Cuckoo Birds, and shun
The frumious Right-Wing Batch!

She took her Factual Sword to mind
Long time the Orange foe she sought
So rested she by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought she stood,
The JabberTrump, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And Tweeted as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The Factual Blade went snicker-snack!
She left it dead, and with its head
It went galumphing back.

And, hast thou slain the JabberTrump?
Come to my arms, my beamish girl!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
She smiled, as did the world.


Arches Park in Utah Panorama Video by My Big Sis

My Big Sis Thinks She’s A Mountain Goat 5.51 miles of hiking

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