Monthly Archives: February 2025

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The flotsam I need to share.

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I don’t know if this first one is true, but I really hope so. The cuteness factor is off the charts.

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And because I’m nerdy enough to get a giant kick out of this –

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Murphy’s cat? Uncannily accurate.

As my loyal readers know, adjusting to retirement has not been easy for my husband. Feeling useless and unproductive with endless hours to fill has been driving him a bit batty. I’ve given him numerous suggestions, none of which have been to his liking.

And then I saw this…

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Now that’s a retirement career he’s well suited for!

Without starting a political argument, I’m just going to drop the following photo here. Taken at the FBI, it shows a worker following orders to paint.

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The fact that he’s been ordered to paint over awful words like fairness, respect and integrity speaks volumes.

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Reading this article makes me realize that American shellfish are complete slackers. Let’s put those suckers to work!

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I’m ending this post with Lord Dudley Mountcatten, staring me down for no good reason. Just because he can.

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Snow days.

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More snow makes for pretty pictures I like to share with all my snowless southern and western friends.

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The shrubbery wear hats.

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And the edge of the driveway hump grows.

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Critter paths are clearly visible.

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And we have no idea who was romping on our deck. Those faded middle tracks are my husband’s, but clearly others followed suit.

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A path to the man cave must be shoveled.

It’s where the beer lives…

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News you can’t use.

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Admit it, you look forward to this nonsense.

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See?

Nonsense.

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The Big Poo Review.

Nothing but hard news for my readers, yes sir.

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I never even knew we were talking.

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Of course she does.

She’s proud.

But the very next day?

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Don’t try this at home children.

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Moral of the story?

Butt crack piercing (predictive text changed this to ‘butt frack piercing’, which sounds even more painful) is not for the faint hearted.

Or faint butted.

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Et tu Apple?

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As much as I dislike posting political, sometimes I have to.

The ridiculous factor has been off the charts lately and every morning I wake up thinking, “what now?”. Be it President Musk giving a press conference from the Oval Office …

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(Conflict of interest? Nah, must be a coincidence.)

… or Trump turning the Gaza Strip into a middle eastern Atlantic City, we really are down the rabbit hole Alice.

On top of everything else, this ludicrous renaming trend has my eyes rolling more than is healthy. I read Google maps caved immediately, but I had higher hopes for Apple.

Needless to say I was disappointed.

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And if that’s not stupid enough?

I read this the other day…

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Are kindergartners running the country now?

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The legislation, called the “Red, White, and Blueland Act of 2025,” directs Interior Secretary Doug Burgum to oversee the implementation of the name change and to ensure official documentation and maps refer to Greenland by its updated name.

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What the utter f*ck?

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** Update because I always schedule posts a few days ahead**

After democratic outcry about the “coincidence” I spoke of above?

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“The procurement document previously contained a line item that read: “Armored Tesla (Production Units)” — a reference to products from Elon Musk‘s electric vehicle company, Tesla. It was listed as a five-year contract and valued at $400 million, making it the biggest item on the list.

As of Wednesday night at 9:12 p.m. EST, the line item has been revised. It now reads “Armored Electric Vehicles.” It’s still listed as a five-year contract worth $400 million.”

Time will tell who gets the contract.

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Let there be snow.

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We’ve been having a number of small snow storms lately, 2-3 inches at a time, and thanks to some cold temperatures…

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It finally looks like winter in ye old state of Maine.

I enjoy the change of seasons and while winter can be challenging, it can be beautiful as well.

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Especially when our backyard visitors show up for a nosh.

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We usually see them in the evening, but the other morning these two showed up for breakfast.

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My husband was out front shoveling the driveway…

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And the minute they spotted him?

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Nothing but fluffy white butts.

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My fingers are crossed for him!

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My husband’s dream may be coming true.

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Bring an avid collector, one of my guy’s favorite programs is Antiques Roadshow. He watches it religiously, envious of all the people who clean out their attics and find priceless treasure.

While I watch the show and see hundreds of people standing in endless lines in the hot sun, clutching and dragging cumbersome objects, inching forward in slow motion for a mind boggling number of tedious hours, just to spend two minutes with an appraiser who tells them grandma’s objet d’art is a fake…

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My husband sees the lucky 6 out of 6,000 people who have something worthy and simply knows that could be him.

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So when I saw this article in a local paper…

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I decided to give him the chance to be lucky.

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After a bit of research I discovered you don’t pay for tickets, they’re free. The catch is… the only way to get them is to enter a sweepstakes. You sign up, submit your name (one per household) and hope they pick you.

So that’s what I did.

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And since my husband’s birthday is right around the bend, I printed that announcement out and put it in a wrapped gift box.

My fingers are crossed they pick our name… not because I want to stand in line for all those bunion busting hours, but because I love my guy and it would make him happy.

And hey, the blog fodder factor could be off the charts.

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That’s one bad *ss otter.

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I was going to include this article in my weekly useless news series, but this little fellow is so awful I figured he deserved his own post .

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Look at that face.

He doesn’t even care.

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Damn Ollie.

You’re one twisted little dude.

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There’s frustrated…

And then there’s Ollie level frustrated.

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I don’t know about you, but I’ve never done that to my teddy bear.

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