The Old Guy is just returned from a week-long road trip. Back in the days when I was in the wine biz, my trips were to Burgundy, Piedmont, Tuscany, Wachau, Champagne, Loire, Capetown, Santiago, Madrid… now my business trips are to Cleveland, Akron, Pittsburgh, Detroit… I really should question some of my life choices. In any case, this time I was in Indiana, with a stop for fun in southern Ohio.

Scene from an Ohio Grocery store:

God, I really hated Jaws. Well, anyway, I’m back and heading out this afternoon for dinner with Prime at my favorite western NY restaurant. So, it’s welcome home.

Birthdays today include a guy who could flatten the curve;  one of three generations of pieces of shit; one of the more interesting physicists of the 20th century (for example, he fucked Betty Friedan and was driven out of the US by McCarthy); an inspiration to Hillary Clinton and Kamala Harris, who showed the way to political power is fucking actual skilled politicians; a guy who proved PT Barnum’s maxims; and a guy who took a rather shotgun approach to comedy.

And I will take a shotgun approach to Links.

The only positive thing I found about Trump was that, unlike Obama, he didn’t spend his time starting wars. Wellllll….. Dumb fuck.

But let’s distract people with bread and circuses. That’s the Prog priority, not the US getting into wars (which is familiar and comfortable territory for them).

So New Yorkers will basically have no good choices next year. Grrrreat.

The gullibility (being generous) to propaganda is remarkable. Babies are freezing to death in 70° weather! The photo looks like he’s carrying a pickle.

If you want to know what kind of idiots are teaching law at Ivy League schools, look no further. Reading the piece, you can’t help but be in hysterics as they articulate perfectly contradictory statements. With a straight face.

Never apologize. Is this going to be the next “nooses are racist” deal?

Admittedly, this might be just as stupid.

Wah, wah.

Do they sell Hello Kitty vibrators?

The Old Guy… has no words. Holy shit. I’m not sure if the eternally-cute Sierra is porking out, chose her outfit badly, or is pregnant, either way it hasn’t hurt her playing! You can skip past the first two minutes of them saying what they’re going to do and go directly to what they actually do.