We gotta talk about the ethics of signaling.  I mean we all KNOW it is WRONG.  But, admit it, we ALL do it.  I had a regular partner in the military and everyone KNEW we were doing it, but they could never figure out how.  (It was in how we held the cards in a our hands, left most card hearts, if it was slightly up…

I learned the High Art of Spades from the military. The rules are much the same, probably due to the integration of the military and white folks penchant for lifting cool things and calling it ours. I suspect the biggest difference between the two forms is the number of fist fights that end the games. (You play Spades…

Mayo-American from the Mountains of Tennessee here:

How is there NOT a big ass movie about Fred Hampton? Every time I hear the story I just think of what might have been if it weren’t for fucking Hoover. It’s a story that everyone should know. And that is probably why there will never a big ass movie about it.

This is kinda how my parents made me watch the mini-series when it aired. (minus the crime) I was like 8, and they thought I should learn something. It worked, inasmuch as anything can work on an 8 year old. I wonder if I should do them NOW, get those MAGA hats of their head.  

*puts pierogi casserole down and stalks off in a huff* 

Or, you know, pop out and spend five bucks on some lysol toilet bowl cleaner. 

You seem ass chapped, would you like some ointment?

Because my fat ass has been wedged in that tiny ass seat for hours and if I don’t stand up soon I am gonna be stuck permanently in that position.

Yeah, but that is on top the fridge!

Look, if the top of the fridge is NOT a shelf, then where the hell am I supposed to put this loaf of bread?

I don’t have kids, but I am definitely going to use Butt Talk Time in my day to day. 

I mean ZERO reason to think I am interested!  

Doesn’t anyone just smoke a bowl anymore? I mean, pack one up, hit it and pass it around? Does EVERYTHING have to be the Latest Greatest Technical Gee Gaw? I mean it’s WEED, a substance that makes anything harder than flipping the LP over on a turn table damn near impossible.

It was MOSTLY joking...mostly, because he was always was full of himself and definitely would have enjoyed my doing so. 

I’m an adult I should be able to call him Bob (or Dickhead) if I want. Do you agree?

for fifteen years I was a cop in both military and civil agencies. I was young, idealistic and so in love with the idea of being a fucking hero. I had a few good supervisors who really tried to make me a good cop, but they were up against a culture that said cops were the good guys and everyone who wasn’t a cop was…

Last anyone saw him he was heading west with Diamond Joe, maybe to Vegas, maybe Meh-He-Co.  

Universally, this mean someones wants something from me.  Which they will not get. 

Dude!  Totally.