It’s Tuesday

That means the boy’s call is tonight, with the concomitant ball-busting about blog paucity and inane ideas for new posts.  If they actually had any good ideas, they could start their own blog, but nobody wants that. I had a partially formed dispatch ready to go as of last week, but I felt it was a little boring.  Of course, if I had let that stop me before, I’d have about 25 posts up here as opposed to the 654 current gems.

So last week was birthday week in Foster City.  We kicked it off with a sleepover with 4M and his wife here on Gull. 4M brought the good stuff as always and we contributed a bottle of Veuve Clicquot and some 10-year-old port.  A gourmet breakfast was served the next day before we kicked them to the curb.  The next event was Wednesday when the women got together for my wife’s birthday at the Belgian’s house. The Banker, The Belgian, #1 and I then headed off for a raw fish extravaganza at Tokie’s.  We had three rounds of top notch nigiri and rolls and closed down the joint.  We were also happy to clink our mugs of Asahi together to celebrate The Belgian’s election to the National Academy of Sciences.  As if this was not enough, we gathered at Unc’s house this past Saturday with the #1s and TCGs.  We sipped the Petit Verdot I had received from The Banker, and I got several additional gifts, which I richly deserved.  Molto grazie amici.

The Wolv sent me an article discussing the fact that Machine Gun Kelly and Megan Fox were drinking each other’s blood as well as various expert takes on it from the New Orleans Vampire Association.  I have never been inclined to do this, but if I ever went down that road, I think I’d keep it to myself.  The article explained that "NOVA is a nonprofit organization made up of self-identifying vampires".  Okay, just because I’m a self-identifying billionaire, it doesn’t make me one.

Speaking of weird shit and billionaires, the Russian ones have been dropping like flies lately.  On my 7/31/21 post, I had mentioned a celeb that smoked toad venom, but one of the Russian oligarchs had it inserted in a skin slit by his shamans as a hangover cure, which led to his death. That’s right, he croaked. 

It looks like OAN is having a little trouble. But after fighting lawsuits from voting tech companies, being dropped by DirecTV, and a staff exodus, they might be coming to their senses.  They’ve just stated there was no widespread voter fraud in Georgia, after pushing that horseshit for months.  I sure hope they are still able to make a go of it. We need a good source of alternate facts.  

Colorado patriot Lauren Boebert is coming out with a book.  I had the same reaction many Twitter wiseasses did.  Get your crayons ready.