Oh my. I did it again. I forgot about you.
But that’s not to say that I don’t care about you.
Because I do.
Sort of.
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You get what you pay for around here.
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I miss the good old days when those who dominated the Republican Party were rich and smart – book smart, that is. You know, like William F. Buckley, William Safire, George Will and all.
They were asses, for sure. Not to mention: wrong.
But they were smart. Or, at least, they could present an argument, offer some supporting facts, and then sit smugly with a bowtie to make it all feel rather heady for this Iowa boy.
That’s all gone. Today, the inmates are running the Republican asylum.
But the Democrats are responding with: Nothing.
Note to my Dem-friend (that’s you, J.D.): WTF?
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A day with Gary Laflam.
In Walden.
Always a great Day.
That was today.
That is, my great day with Gary Laflam.
A Walden day, the town that:
Offered a soldier boy to “the cause,”
and sells Jesus Toasters to the masses.
That was my day.
In Walden.
With Gary Laflam.
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Apples.
And toasters.
And Jesus.
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You know you’re a redneck when you keep an apple-picker and an extension in the back of your F250.
And so I am.
But the apples along the back roads of Walden were supreme today.
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Quote of the Day:
“There was a lot of hippie-stress going on over there.”
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There’s really very little sense to any of it.
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