Life of Wry

Let’s do a couple good meme-y things… I don’t really have anything to blog about. Both of these came through one social media feed or another today.

First, this one. I drink a hot frothy cup of coffee every morning, but I’m not addicted (in fact, these days, I mostly drink decaf). Even though it’s not the caffeine I’m after, I definitely look forward to my morning joe. All about the ritual. Morning and coffee are pavlovian for me. I’ll go way out of my way for my coffee, and very grumpy if I don’t get it (which is never, because I always drink coffee in the morning, and only then… oh, unless we’re out to dinner and then I like coffee with my dessert, again decaf). I *can* function without it, but I don’t want to. It’s not the first thing I do (one must workout first), but it must happen. This struck me as funny:

Then there’s this one. First off, I, like every sane person in the world, Can. Not. Stand. the former president. After eight years of this agony I have yet to find words harsh enough to describe my disdain. I’d say hate, but hate feels somehow.. unbecoming.. or unevolved.. or petulant, and it’s just way, way beyond that. He is just an incredibly loathsome, pathetic human being. I profoundly resent what he has done to us, and like I’ve said numerous times before, I blame him almost entirely for single-handedly ruining this country. Of course I know other factors and other bad actors come into play, but nobody will ever convince me he is not the main (by far) driver of this clown car, the writer/producer/director/lead actor in the putrid shit show that is our political reality these days. He’s pathologically self-obsessed.. and has just wrecked us… as this drawing perfectly and succinctly conveys: