The *only* positive about calling him president Trump, is when you say it out loud, it comes out as President Rump. So there’s that.

I think there will be quite a few people...excusing... themselves from the holiday celebrations back home this year. I’ve already canceled Thanksgiving, that’s the only one I was planning for now.

I tried starring you twice, even three times, but it didn’t work.

it’s incomprehensible. My sister (and let me preface this with saying she’s an intelligent, well-read white woman, married for 32 years, adult daughter & son) also pointed out that when Clinton didn’t consider oral sex “a sexual act” is when they lost her respect. I countered with the fact that it wasn’t Mr. Clinton…

8 years?!? Oi.

From what my friends out in L.A., SF and DC say, it was the same thing there. Long lines, but excitement to usher in Madame President. I fear, as the comment below me says, it’s a rural vs. urban problem that needs to be addressed.

I just downloaded all the pictures on my phone to my computer. Sad(!)ly, I was looking at pictures that were taken exactly 7 days ago. The smiles on my friends faces at the “election night” get together early in the evening. Some pictures I took of the long voting lines and the optimism on everyones faces.

Oh, don’t think this is going to happen without a fight. Hell no.

I thought it was cute when my friends would forward me news links from FB and I’d have to do a cursory: “Um, no, this didn’t happen, a simple Google search would’ve cleared that up”.

just poured a vodka, lit my cigarette and am perusing the interwebz to see if there’s anything that makes sense. I came thisclose to deleting the Facebook Sunday night, this will be my first visit back since the ass-backwards convo I had with my Trump supporting sister. Fighting the urge to go back, but I fear I’ll…

I thought the same thing, until I went to their other restaurant (across the street from them) called Quality Meats. It was, hands down, the best steak I’ve had in ages.

Amen! Love that smile !

Maybe this is a good time to post this picture I took of my little brood last night. It was the first time in almost a week I almost felt a moment of serenity.

A very presidential statement, indeed. “If it helps, I will say this. Stop it”.

I especially liked the part where he said he was *surprised* about the amount of respect the US had in the world after the world leaders called to congratulate him.

I’ve already canceled my trip home for Thanksgiving. It’s not out of spite or anger towards them (them being my pro-Trump family), but I honestly can’t fathom being able to look them in the eye and have a conversation. Or even driving around my home town down in Florida with the confederate flags on pickup trucks.…

I don’t know how to handle it either. Of course I love my sister, but with the upcoming holidays I can’t see sitting there pretending everything is just fantastic and celebratory. There’s a part I didn’t post on my original rant that I especially wasn’t going to share on her public fb page. My extended family (who are…

I give myself probably another few hours of this fuckery before I stop wasting my time. I’m starting to realize no matter what I say, it’s *alarmist* or *pessimistic* and I’m coddling the *destructive* protests that are occurring throughout the country. Luckily I’m restraining from saying what I really want to say…

I was up until 2am and up again since 6am having a heated discussion on Facebook (which I haven’t been on in years, with apparently good reason) with my own sister. Down in their little area of insulated FL, they just don’t. get. it. I’ve brought up the fact that she basically, in a roundabout way, invalidated my…

holy hell. I’ve sent this to multiple people now, too. We need EVERYONE to see this.