My recovery slogs on with minor progress and no major setbacks. I believe Major Setback is still missing somewhere in Asia. I hope he finds his Shangri-la or some such shit.
I'm feeling bored and punchy. Hence the Shecky Greene featured image. If I could punch a basketball, I would. Why? I'll never know.
One thing I know for certain: A Shecky has gotta Shecky. And I am that Shecky.
I'm still not able to sit at the computer and write long posts, so it's time for a few one-liners, Shecky-style:
I'm so pale from losing blood that for the first time ever I look like I'm half-Norwegian.
The MSM will portray the 13% uncommitted vote in the Michigan primary as a major setback for Biden; I already told you he was lost in the ether, Major Setback, not Joey Shark.
That was a compound sentence, not a one-liner. I never claimed to be perfect. Back to some real one-limers.
IVF is the new third rail of American politics.
MAGA is for losers.
The grift goes on: Who paid for Sarah Snarl's Super Bowl Shebang?
New Orleans pols should stop appeasing Jeff Landry, he's coming for us.
Showtime's Woman In The Walls is the best psychological thriller I've seen in years.
The swell cooking competition show Next Level Chef poses this question: Who has weirder hair, Gordon Ramsay or Richard Blais?
Much to the delight of the artist formerly known as the 13th Ward Rambler, New Orleans is renaming two blocks of Valence Street, Neville Way.
Repeat after me: MAGA is for losers.
That is all.
The last word goes to the Neville Brothers with an ode to a denizen of the 13th Ward.
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