ChickenLadyLovesLife

I have Republican acquaintances who still make fucking Clinton/Lewinksi jokes. I'm not sure they've ever even heard of Epstein.

Yesterday I watched some lady hand-wave away Trump’s actions by saying “we’re all sinners, and trump deserves our forgiveness just like we deserve Jesus’ forgiveness”.

A couple of weeks ago I watched fucking John Fetterman make essentially the same argument, saying that we shouldn't harp on Trump's status as a convicted felon because Democrats are supposed to be "the party of forgiveness and redemption". It's hard to watch (some, not all) Democrat leaders falling over themselves in their attempts to give away political advantage.

Altavista is telling me I should vote for Bill Clinton.

Wouldn't that just make them zombies right away?

Four undead in Ohio
Four undead in Ohio

According to google, a sandwich in 1949 (when the original song was written) cost 4 cents. Three days trapped on a subway and you've already made a colossal financial mistake.

Reminds me of the Kingston Trio song M.T.A. about a dude stuck on the Boston subway forever because they raised the fare from 5 to 10 cents and he couldn't afford to get off. His wife handed him a sandwich every day through the window so he wouldn't starve to death. As a kid I was like "bitch, why not put a fucking dime in the sandwich?"

7. Obsession with National Security

I think they've quietly dropped this one, since they don't seem to mind Trump being owned by a Russian dictator, his son-in-law getting two billion dollars from the Saudis, or Trump stealing classified documents and casually leaving them lying around for foreign agents to help themselves to.

he left office with a projected budget surplus

It wasn't a projected surplus, it was an actual surplus for his final two years. I suppose you could say it was also a projected surplus, but Bush II and Dick "Reagan Proved Deficits Don't Matter" Cheney took care of that right quick.

I used to drink five 24 oz. cups of coffee a day - which is about one gallon - including the last one right before I went to bed, and I never had any trouble sleeping. Your body adjusts to all kinds of ridiculous shit.

I drive a 2001 which is in that dead zone after cassettes but before aux plugs. I still had to be burning CDs a few years ago but eventually stumbled across an adapter that tricks the car stereo into thinking my phone is a 6-CD changer in the trunk.

My best friend in high school in the '80s had something on his home stereo I've never seen before or since: an 8-track tape recorder. We would make 8-track mix tapes and take them to parties ... which we promptly got kicked out of because they were tapes of stuff like Yes, King Crimson, Laurie Anderson, Tangerine Dream and Vangelis, and didn't nobody want to listen to that kind of shit back then.