The Northern Lights, the Grand Canyon, Monument Valley, the redwood forests, the Everglades, the Rockies, a rolling prairie. All different. All beautiful. More spiritual to me than a brick and mortar building.

And when those 400 realize 165M+ are fed up, it’ll be like 1789 in France. When the “Let them eat cake” moment happens is yet to be determined.

Mid-Century Hobbit?

Mine are usually sprayed,spattered, or streaked with paint, so sometimes there’s gray…

Been a Hoosier my whole life (56 years). I’ve never eaten at St. Elmo’s. I can’t afford it.

I’m currently in Biloxi, and can use the app. Maybe because I joined in Indiana? Or that I’m in my 50s?

I hope Gavin is upsetting the Mango Menace so much that ketchup is covering the gaudy gold bric-a-brac in the Oval and other parts of the WH.

Beckwith makes me embarrassed to be a Hoosier. He manipulated his way onto the ticket to become Lt. Gov. He wants only rich,white, conservative, “Christian” men to rule.

MAGA is confusing Superman with Homelander.

Even Satan looks like a peach of an individual compared to Stephen Miller.

Good to know 😁. I’ll be in DC and the surrounding area this weekend for my nephew’s USAF retirement ceremony.

Country music was cowboy hats and boots, rhinestones suits, and songs about hard living and heartache. Now it’s baseball caps, Air Jordans, and songs about getting “tangled up” and sipping wine on Thomas Dr. in PCB

IIRC, Col. Vindman was listening in on the phone call with Ukrainian President Zelenskyy as part of his duties. It was his testimony that helped bring the first impeachment charges. So it was probably a member of Cult 45 yelling at him.

Maybe he’s really been moisturizing all along with taco meat grease, hence the orange-ish tint to his face?

If it IS true and is found to be treason, the President can’t pardon that crime.

What kind of kompromat does the 🟠🤡 have on all these people? They would all gladly drink the FlavorAid.

Hegseth would’ve left the D-Day plans in an unsecured briefcase at a bar frequented by German spies.

I’d be hoping I have four bouts of explosive diarrhea.

By the looks of him, the only thing Elon Musk can cause great violence to is an all you can eat buffet.

Even numbered days-Canada and/or European tariffs. Odd number days-Mexico and/or China tariffs.

Not tonight. It’s Vogon poetry night.

I hear the restaurant at the end of the universe serves a pretty good one.

So good.

Like the old WWE tag team of Rick Martel and Tom Zenk, the Can-Am Connection.

You get the game stick. But everyone’s getting sticks. Sticks are so good.

I haven’t seen Andrea since freshman year at Purdue. Friends on Facebook, but she never posts. I know she lives in Louisville. My youngest and his fiancé will be moving back from there in May.

It says that on the sign in the background. And all the hairspray is the reason for the hole in the ozone layer at the time.

Sadly, yes.

I like the line from “The Newsroom” opening scene where Jeff Daniels’s character says “We aspired to intelligence. We didn’t belittle it.”