I would like to say Happy Veterans Day. I would like to say thank you to all the men and women past, present and future that have served our country. I would also like to say thank you to all their families for the sacrifice that they have made also.
Good morning everyone I hope you are staying warm on this nice cool day. It is Veterans Day today so I would like to take this time to thank all of the military people and their families. Here are your questions for this week.
1) Do you have any family members that are Veterans?
2) Do you have any friends that are Veterans?
3) Are you a Veteran?
4) Do you or are you going to any of the events for the Veterans?
"My name means Light Warrior when you bring it home to the present day
through Latin and Gaelic. I am a significant
person, maybe a saint, or larger than life. I hear that you judge
a saint by her whole personality, not just her work. I’m beginning
to see my work as my shadows, less and less necessary,
done with less and less care. I see my existence as similar to
that of a sundial’s when I simply stand, and slowly the notion
of movement is suggesting itself to my consciousness and
action is also appropriate in the realm of the saint, the character
who begins her life in the windows of a church, in the
religious air of her own imagination until history lines up with
her nature, and the path becomes clear—the storms of identity
erupt and implode and gather again and one of life’s soldiers
realizes her whole basis for living has changed and now she
is impelled forward in a new film. I had thought I lived in a
world of darkness and confusion and I was the single, glowing
and true thing. I sought only the companions who would confirm
this interpretation of the mystery that shrouded my life. I
couldn’t move from there, nor would I have chosen to do so. I
was in classrooms and offices, bars, hospitals, state schools for
the incurable, and I briefly flickered with a ray of hopefulness,
yet as a cab driver I continually drove to these places bound to
break down and so the hope for change, and the desire for an
environment where I could become helpful was always quickly
extinguished and I imagined it was the way the world was, or
the way I was.
"Like many others I became an artist. I choose not to dwell
on that cultural accident. Let’s say I have always been brilliant
in the realm of play.
"In neighborhood games I always crashed right through the
lines of kids’ hands. As the light fell in the suburban summer
night I was a winner. They would call '3' and myself
and another kid would feint and lunge in the middle for some
object on the ground and it had to be grabbed and brought
back to a team without the player having been sullied, and it
was true—I had not been touched by my opponent.
There was something scummy about adolescence, it wasn’t
sex, it was how I hated myself when I was confused, how
loathsome the act of waiting for something was. But when I
was very young I had a mission, it was clear. A girl in school
wanted to borrow my Joan of Arc comic book and I replied I
would have to ask my father which struck everyone as an odd
"My oddness, my embarrassment also confirmed my specialness.
My father had entrusted me with a Junior Classics
comic book about Joan of Arc, the first woman I aspired to be.
It was an instruction manual, and if the girl, Joan Salinger,
had sidled over to me in the school yard and said, 'Let me
have it, Eileen—Light Warrior,' I would have silently passed
her the honor.
"I have waited all my life for permission. I feel it growing
in my breast. A war is storming and it is behind me and I am
moving my forces into light."
Hello, my tweets and twits. How are you? The weather has been fabulous for November. No complaints here. The color combinations of trees dropping their leaves is also beautiful. Soon, however, it will be gray outside almost every day. Cold, snow, ice - these are among my least favored things. But, for now, I'm very happy. Maybe we'll have an extremely mild winter. Then none of the incubating and/or hibernating insects will be killed and we'll be killed by them the following spring and summer.
As for our new president, I'm astounded and nauseated. Seriously, he thinks this is some sort of TV show and he's the star. When he finds out how much work there is in the presidency, maybe he'll resign. This is no longer my country. Between the lies of the governor and the lies of the president-to-be, I don't know what to believe. Maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe we should be attacking each other. The politics of hate will now reverberate through the nation. Hate is great. Hatred and warring amongst ourselves is just what ISIS wants. Donald Duck will destroy this country by throwing fits whenever he doesn't get his way, and by constantly insulting our "enemies." All of a sudden, WW III seems very possible. I want no part of this.
Here are the current standings in the Irregular Football League:
Fourth place. Humph. I'm going to have to start whipping my players to get them going. You guys don't want to see my bad side, but I'll do whatever I have to do to move up in the standings. THB (The Mighty Bears) teases me about being above me in the standings. What really bothers me, though, is that Mr. OrbsCorbs is above me. There's no way he deserves to be above me. Half the time, he doesn't even look at his team or the standings.
The Packers are 4 and 4. Our tremendous Green Bay Packers don't look so tremendous anymore. They lost to the Indianapolis Colts and face the Tennessee Titans this coming Sunday at noon. Good luck, Green Bay Packers. I'll love you no matter what, but I love you even more when you win. I sure wish I had Aaron Rodgers money.
Speaking of money, I'm flat broke. I have a few frozen dinners, but that's about all. Therefore, I have engaged the help of a money manager who has set up a donate site for me. At the bottom of this blog is a site to click on that will take you to my manager's PayPal account. Please donate $5 or $10 or $1,000 or whatever you can afford. The money will be put to good use to maintain my business. Please help. Every little bit helps.
I wonder when our new arena will arrive? Will it come before or after Machinery Row is completed? Now there's a waste of money. Mr. Mayor Dickert has lied so many times about this project that, again, I don't know who or what to believe. I'm sorry but our Mayor is a prick. And an asshole and a bully and a narcissist. I wouldn't even want to be in the same room with Mr. Mayor Narcissist. The stink of his lies is overpowering.
Why is everyone afraid of Mr. Narcissist? Both Junior and Señor Zanza have expressed a desire to punch Mayor Narcissist in the nose. I say hit him in the crotch, hard, for every lie he's told us. God, it's hard to believe that such creatures exist, let alone lord over us. Dickert. Walker. Trump. All pigs, all the time. 49% of Racine County voted for Trump while Hillary got 45%. Could we separate the state? The Trumpets get half and we get half. I don't care which half. I just don't want to be governed by liars and thieves.
Probably the entire nation could be split that way. Hillary said that the divisions amongst Americans runs deeper than she thought. I don't know how or why we got here, but here we are. We could have America 1 and America 2. Or better yet, return to the states all of the powers that have been stolen from them by Congress. We should be a loosely connected confederation of states, each empowered to live the way the residents want. The U.S. government should collect taxes and deliver the mail. Oh hell, they can't be trusted to collect taxes. Let them just deliver the mail and defend our country from attacks against our country. Bring all of our boys and girls home. If a foreign country goes to war against another foreign country, that's none of our business. If a U.S. company overseas needs military help, let them hire mercenaries. Why should we pay for their business? Stop the huge donations of our money to other countries, often countries that have expressed a hatred for us (but not of our dollars). They will take that money and buy military equipment to fight against us. Is this the secret? We underwrite the wars against us? Nothing, absolutely nothing, would surprise me.
O my. I seemed to have turned this into a blog on the presidency. I'm sorry. I'm still in shock over the election. Do you know how many friends told me that Trump would never win? Just about all of them. I suspect that the great "silent majority" watches TV and hate radio. Trump galvanized them into action at the polls. Hatred is now one of the presidential tools available. I suspect it will be used a lot in the next four years, if we survive that long.
Well, no matter who you voted for, get out and enjoy some of this weather. Maybe Trump will take credit for that, too. I love everyone who reads my blogs. I love sharing and caring. You guys have no idea how much you mean to me.
Thanks for reading my blog. Thank you for being you. Thank you for allowing me to love you. May the Great Pumpkin continue to shed joy upon us all.
Here's the link I spoke off earlier. I hope you can afford some sort of donation: Please donate: paypal.me/jgmazelis If you don't like PayPal, send me a note at email@example.com and I'll send you my address so you can send a check or money order.
Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, here you
read a voice from out of the past. For me right now with the newspaper
deadline, it’s Election Day, Tuesday, Nov. 8, and by the time you maybe take a gander
at this essay, you’ll already know who won, who got shafted, whether or not the
Republicans were successful in stealing the Ohio and/or Florida vote through
voting-machine shenanigans—so what can I say,
what the fock.
sir, I can say this: Last weekend, we were all blessed by the boon of an extra
60 minutes, courtesy of the machinations wielded by fall’s daylight saving time
adjustment. And each and every year, I always try to put this free hour to some
gosh darn good and beneficial use—learn a foreign language; darn a couple,
three socks; blow the dust off my old Buffet clarinet and re-memorize the
Mozart Clarinet Concerto in A major, K. 622; brush up
my résuméand fire it off to Ted Thompson in
regards to the soon-to-be-vacant Packers’ head coaching job—you betcha.
year, I also scooped a dollop of time to investigate what our quiet neighbor to
the north—that being the constitutional monarchy of Canada—may have to offer a
prospective expatriate such as me, in the event that come Wednesday, Nov. 9,
Mr. Orange Circus Peanut has claimed the White House and his know-nothing
Republican cohorts control the other two branches of what used to be a
did I know about Canada besides the boring-ass National Film Board of Canada
documentaries on “King Coal” we had to sleep through in eighth grade science
class, or that they’re the No. 1 publisher of recipe books for the preparation
and serving of road kill? Yeah, not much.
during my time of research and study, I began to learn that I’ll take their
health-care system over ours any focking day of the week. Publicly funded? No
deductibles? Virtually no co-pays that empty your wallet just to walk through
the doctor’s door because you’re puking sick or worse?
I’m cutting this essay off here and now, ’cause I got more studying to do. And
if this election doesn’t turn out the way I’d prefer, you can bet your buck
two-eighty that I will grab my coat, get my hat, leave my worries on the
doorstep and head out for that sunny side of the street north of here, ’cause
I’m Art Kumbalek and I told you so.
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