In Regard to the Coming Year….
That’s a multitude of geese having a New Year’s Eve party at a nearby stopover. Just a small portion of them, too, and they had many, many others joining them when I visited that lake last night. I’d guess at a crowd of about 300 total.
This morning, they were really having a honking good time on this layover. And it will warm up by Sunday, enough to make them stick around even longer. I’ve got pictures of geese returning from the southern winter spots in early February and starting their house hunting right away. But the squawking these honkers were doing was enough to make you deaf if you were too close.
Time to stop looking back, isn’t it? Most of last year was a pain in the back side. Follow this restriction and that restriction and hey, presto! You’ll survive something.
Lots of conspiracy theories have appeared everywhere, all with the “it’s all a gubmint plot!” included, but so far, the only “worst case scenarios” have come from bad management at many state levels. No point in going into recriminatory details, but this bug can shift its antigens at will and turn into a new variant of itself. It has done so several times now, for no reason other than it can.
If there is a problem believing that a virus can do such things, every confounded flu shot has to be changed every year, because whatever influenza strain attacked last year has changed its antigens by combining with other flu viruses and other structures, and become a new variant. That’s easier for a virus than it is for a bacterium because viruses are made of RNA (ribonucleic acid) and they’re a lot more flexible about shape-shifting and lethality than any other bug on the planet.
Maybe the real complaint stems from the idea that we poor souls have been told to avoid contact with “other”, and don’t think we should have to do that. And staying indoors is ‘so harsh’? What’s the real issue there? That the whiners can’t go trotting around at 12 midnight like they think they used to do? Oh, I know: it’s all some nefarious plot to scam to control the masses, but I haven’t seen much control of anything, except for self-control… which seems to be lacking in some people, If we’re all restricted, how come I’m out at 7AM shooting goose party phots?
Yeah, change is hard, and businesses are having a tough time, but it’s worse elsewhere and while two new strains have turned up in the USA as of this morning, the other news is that China is getting hit again. It’s worse in the UK. They got one of the new variant strains early on. So much for all that due diligence and hands-washing and separation and cloistering.
If you think you have it bad, how do you think cloistered nuns and clergy felt during the sweep-throughs of the Black Death in the Middle Ages, never mind invasions of leprosy and typhoid? People survived it and moved on and those things eventually ran their course.
Even Elizabeth I was not immune, when she was told ‘Thou hast the pox, my liege,” by her chief physician. Would you rather have smallpox raise its ugly head again?
I’m going to follow the plan of the geese; look forward, screw last year sideways, and move on. I hope you will, too.
Category: "The Floggings Will Continue Until Morale Improves", COVID-19
God grant me the courage to change the things I can.
Grant me the patience to accept the things I can’t.
Grant me the Wisdom to know the difference.
Grant me the strength to bury the bodies of the sumbeeches I had to kilz that just pissed me off. Or a sty full of porkers to feed them to.
Habeas corpus!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lime_(material) ?
You be needin some help, I know a guy that’ll operate equipment, or a shovel is need be, for a bite or five of that World’s Greatest Georgia Barbecue and a splash of bourbon in a sweet tea.
Feed the nekkid bodies of thine enemies to the porkers, fattens the porkers, leaves ZERO (0) evidence. May need the shovel to dig the pit to make a proper BBQ. Most help I’ll be needin’ is drawin’ down the level of that jug of Apple Jack Stump Water. Now THAT struggle is real! Oh…and eatin’ the porkers.
Having grown up in the Carolina Lowcountry feed them to the fiddler crabs in the salt marsh. Or in the words of the immortal Josie Wales Buzzaesa got to eat same as worms.
lake with good fish, deep spots, and a good supply of concrete. Sure the evidence might be found, but they’d have to look for it over hectares of water. They say Superior holds secrets, but not like Michigan. Those Musky and Pike like to eat meat.
I like you.
Oh, come on, you guys! Don’t hold back!!
A goose on a moose:
And:

Cow on a plow.
I don’t know why animals standing on other animals make me laugh.
https://itiltdotme.wordpress.com/2012/03/18/animals-standing-on-other-animals/
An entire website dedicated on animals standing on other animals.
Turns out there is something for everyone on the internet.
Happy New Year y’all!! Work for me tomorrow making stuff. But I hope you have a wonderful New Years Day.
If you thought 2020 was weird, just wait. 2021 is going to be stranger still. Not as many weird, but bigger.
Operation Enduring Cluster#### shifts to Operation Karma Popcorn.
Heh.
I see it the same way. It’s not over with.
Steel Panther,

everybody’s favorite faux 80s hair metal band,
reworks 1 of their recent songs, into this.
Happy New Year (2021)
It’s more fun….. when you have the lyrics.
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Stupid fucking dude out in Wuhan ate a fucking bat
Didn’t wash his hands and gave the plague to the rest of the planet
If you didn’t have time to fry the damn thing
Nuke it the microwave
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my dick
Kobe Bryant, Frankie Banali, Kenny Rogers, too
Little Richard, Sean Connery, Neil Peart and Kurt Fucking Douglas
And if that shit wasn’t bad enough,
Eddie Van Halen, too
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my dick
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my dick
Gigs have all been canceled
Movie theaters too
I’m deemed non-essential
And now I can’t get an Asian massage
I’m more stressed out than ever
And I can’t even blow a load!
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my dick
2020 can suck my fucking dick
2020 can lick my motherfucking balls
Fuck 2020!
2020 can suck my motherfucking dick!
Ca’mon Satch
Went to my local Starbucks
Ordered my usual fare
Double vanilla latte
With whipped cream and cinnamon sprinkles
Was asked to leave the establishment
Cause I didn’t have a fucking mask
Fuck 2020
Fuck 2020
Fuck 2020
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my dick
Fuck 2020
2020 can suck my motherfucking dick
2020 sucks my motherfucking dick
At Midnight tonight, don’t forget to yell “JUMANJI” as loud as you can before saying anything else so we can get the hell OUT of the shitty game that 2020 has been!!!
What do we yell to ensure ’21 is worse? Asking for a friend.
Biden for President!
too soon
President Harris
(Grin)
Express aloud one’s gratitude 2020 is over, and that in comparison 2021 should be quiet and calm.
(Grin)(popping popcorn)
This is going to be -epic-