I’ve said before that I do appreciate it when the Trumpsters self-identify because it makes it easier to know who to avoid talking to, but you can overdo it:
Dude, we get it. You’re a raging asshole who is apparently willing to risk traffic tickets to tell the world whose dick you’d be more than happy to ride on for a few hours, but you could’ve saved time and money with just a couple of those on your bumper. That’d be all it would take to insure anyone with more than two brain cells to rub together would leave you alone.
Perhaps you should consider taking up a hobby. May I suggest meditation? In a straight-jacket?
One of the things I’ve always wanted to be was that crazy guy who goes overboard decorating his house for Christmas. While driving around this Christmas Eve getting a last minute present for my wonderful wife I happened to pass this perfect example of what I hope to do some day. Check it:
Here’s the front.
And here’s the side view.
Be sure to click to embiggen them! The amazing part is that these aren’t able to capture everything that was there or all the motion that was taking place. It’s a good thing this house is in a more rural area as cars were slowing down and pulling over to the side of the road to get a better look. The congestion would’ve been incredible had this been in town.
Ah, someday my home will be like this. Or perhaps even worse better!
It’s amazing how a change of scenery can affect your attitude. Take Melvin, the Official SEB Cat, and his adventure with moving with us to yet another location. When we moved in with the in-laws he became a lot less vocal than he had been and he developed a tendency to growl at the slightest touch. He never attacked anyone, but he sure was grumpy. I’m sure sharing a house with four other cats after being king of the castle for so long didn’t help.
We’ve been here three weeks now and Melvin joined us a week after we first moved in. He did the usual couple of days of being totally freaked out by every noise he heard and trying to find someplace he could hide, but once he realized he was safe and back to being the only cat in the house he went back to the ways he had when he first came to live with us. Mainly talking up a storm and insisting on being the center of attention. Take the following pictures as an example:
Click to embiggen!
Here he has established himself on the table we’re currently using as a computer desk for our computers in the basement. Annoyed that Anne wants to use her mouse he taps her on the hand as if to say “quit it!”
In this next pic, taken with my cellphone, he makes it clear that it’s time that I stop playing on my computer and start paying attention to him:
In short, he’s back to being king of the castle and the rest of us just live here. Good to have the old Melvin back again.