The temperature was in the mid 50’s so protection against the elements is mandatory. This is when hoodies get dusted and regular people wear them.

Yeah, flipflops and shorts are still a thing. I can’t laugh, I was wearing the same getup when I took the picture.

Good news: He is gone.

An Illinois mall Santa Claus resigned this week after a now-viral video showed him telling a young boy he couldn’t bring him a Nerf gun for Christmas.

The Santa at Harlem Irving Plaza in Norridge, who was later dubbed “Woke Santa” on social media, was seen telling the boy “no guns” and causing the boy to burst into tears.

‘Woke Santa’ resigns after telling boy he can’t have Nerf gun for Christmas

And better news: Kid got a visit by a good Santa and guess what he brought him.

Jolly Justice! The mall got rid of #WokeSanta & took the little boy the nerf gun. Worth a watch! #MerryChristmas & #StandUpForAmerica! https://t.co/AwTaSlAxH8 pic.twitter.com/o3yv25HyjJ

— Chip Roy (@chiproytx) December 8, 2020

We seriously need to think about the Whipping Spa.

… needs a long stay in the Whipping Spa and Salt Massage. Bamboo cane with wet split ends, if you don’t mind.

I wonder which post office. It has been 2 days and nada. I fear it is in another county and/or another state.

The idiot from the last post continued:

Besides the obvious fact he went through the blog to cllect info and then try to appear himself as some sort of advanced intellect by correctly “guessing” stuff about me, the use of the pejorative is a poor attempt of silencing a “runaway” Hispanic.

This is the American left’s version of the Castrista epithet of “Gusano”  (worm) that applied to any Cuban who stood against the revolution and/or left for the US. “Contrarevolucionario” was used in Nicaragua, but sort of backfired when it was used to as emblem for those fighting against the Sandinistas. In Venezuela, the chose word by Chavez was “escualido”  which means scrawny and it was applied to their alleged thin morals and love for the country and which also backfired when Venezuelans, specially the poor, actually started to become really scrawny because the means of food production had suffered the usual consequences of a Socialist regime managing it.

All the name calling is just a poor attempt to shame Latinos into submit to the narrative of belonging to the Democratic party.  I mean, apparently they own the Chicano vote and they are rightly pissed that the Latinos in the Southeast somehow dared to slight the obvious Liberal Intellect rather than prostate ourselves in front of their illuminated wisdom.

So, once again I fins myself repeating the obvious: Dear American Liberals, just because I roll my R’s and eat beans, does not mean I will mow your lawn and vote straight and only for the Democrats. Please stop being such racist hacks.

Vayan a que les den por el culo.

I have been having a bit of fun poking a Goya hater in Twitter. As it happens in these exchanges, the original issue gets sidetracked and the conversation goes somewhere else. In this case to a laughable attempt of faux intellectual superiority:

Four books is “a lot of books” for this person.  That is so sad. Please allow me to share a Gonzalez Household issue that has the wife miffed some.

You see that old “entertainment center” on the background?  Your sharp eyes may have noticed that it has no electronics but books. Seventy two books ( I just counted) that have been read in the last 2-3 years and are now residing in the living room because I ran out of shelf space in my room.

The missus has finally relented and we are in negotiations as of what kind of book case will go in the living room. It seems 6 feet wide by 8 feet high worth of book placement may be a wee bit too much even though I keep telling her we need to invest in space for the future.

OK, I am not normal (No shit, sherlock) And I truly lost count of the books I read in my life, but anybody throwing airs of superiority advising that 4 books are many is simply a sad commentary on his real intellect.

PS: I forgot. I always have a “throne book” to be read while “meditating” so about 2-3 pages a meditation. This is the one serving duty right now: Captain L. H. McNelly, Texas Ranger: The Life and Times of a Fighting Man

Chuck Yeager, Rest in Peace.

Reader David H. gave me this heads up:

Well, played, sir. very well played.

Next time I make “Carotas Negras” (black beans) I will take pictures and share the recipe with you guys. It is real simple and even a Lefty can do it… but won’t because I will use Goya beans.