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| Putin says he loves her "infectious laugh" |
They may not be moral, they're certainly not honest, but you gotta hand it to the democrats: they're persistent.
They're hoping the hoi polloi, the great unwashed, will fall for their debunked hogwash a 2nd time, and who knows?
There's no lack of ignorant apparatchik's wandering around out there and they don't call them "yellow dog democrats"* for nothing.
In the meantime, Kamala had to <bus in supporters> for another rally, this time in NH:
Wonder how much she had to pay them to endure her special blend of word salads and "infectious laugh"?
As you're pondering our choices for president, consider this:
In 1968 a high jumper named Dick Fosbury took the track and field world by storm, winning an Olympic gold medal with his unique style...
...nicknamed "The Fosbury Flop".
In 2024 the Dems have their own unique candidate with her own distinctive style...
The difference?
Fosbury's style had actual substance that garnered positive results, including an Olympic record and gold medal.
Kamala's flip flops are just smoke and mirrors, designed to steal votes by hiding what she really believes:
She'll outlaw fracking on day one, but trust her, she's in favor of fracking.
She's believes in open borders, but until Tuesday, November 5th, she'll build a border wall.
She's a proponent of the green new deal and eliminating fossil fuels, but right now she's all about drill, baby, drill.
She supports an accelerated EV mandate that will eliminate gasoline cars by 2035, but don't worry, she's opposed to an EV mandate.
Schizophrenic or inauthentic?
Who cares? Either way you lose.
They're desperately hoping you'll be dazzled by the glitz and faux-joy (not to mention her <pathetic faux-accent>), and won't pay attention to the obvious lies and direct contradictions to her actual political beliefs.
Just remember what the LORD said through the prophet Jeremiah:
* a yellow dog democrat is mindlessly loyal to the party above all. they'll vote for "an old yellow dog” before they’ll vote republican.
Said I'd include some results of the first pics taken with my Kodak Cameo 110 film camera, to wit:
Overall, I'm pleased - with outdoor pics, that is. The indoor / flash pics are pretty much trash. The flash works, but the pics are all uniformly bad - way too dark:
I'm wondering if the flash is pointing too far down. Here it is in its normal "open" position:
It's pointing down toward the shutter, which may be how it was designed?
Here it is after I put a small piece of scotch tape on the back to hold the flash up:
Don't know if that will help anything - might just blind my human subjects - but I'm going to test it.
Of course, if that does actually help, there goes any spontaneity while capturing that unscripted Kodak Moment.
"Um, yeah...could you repeat that impulsive laugh and hug when she first came into the room, please?
"I just have to find some scotch tape and jerry rig my flash here and then I'll be right with you..."
More to come.
Here's the best thing that happened in my two hickory golf outings this past week:
That's just before I teed off, when the winsome hope of golfing excellence had yet to founder on the unyielding reef of harsh reality.
Yeah, it was that kind of week.
I'm actually doing pretty well from the tees and fairways, and it's no longer a miracle when I'm on or near the green in regulation.
My short game, however, has completely gone south.
We all know someone who's tone deaf and can't carry a tune in a bucket; not sure what the golfing equivalent of that is when it comes to play on and around the green, but lately that's been me.
I'm hoping it's just a temporary illness...
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| actual photograph of me after missing a 4 ft putt for par |
...and will soon pass.
Alrighty boys, line 'em up here, that's right, hustle up, single file, no pushing or shoving, everyone gets a look as we 23 skidoo:
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| mr. squirrel enjoying some berries |
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| a grandson threw a shoe in a recent X country meet, but he soldiered on and finished the race. good man! |
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| baby 'possum dining al fresco |
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| to be fair, I'd vote for an old yellow dog before voting democrat |
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| chip, at it again |
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| pic courtesy of Larry on a recent kayak outing |
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| trying something new on the cigar front... |
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| ...and liking them pretty well. not as much of a pepper spice kick as Kentucky Cheroots, but still a flavorful smoke |
Wrapping up the 1st week of September, and it's definitely feeling like Fall now.
48 degrees this morning with a 10 mph North wind...
...makes it pretty easy to imagine where we're headed weather-wise.
I actually love September, but not what comes later.
However, since no one asked me, I guess I'll just shut up now.
later, mcm fans...
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