We will try to institute the ancient technology of letting writing. I left him with stamps and envelopes. The ball is in his court.
I never even watched Jimmy Kimmel, and I cancelled Disney+, Hulu, and HBO as soon as the servers let me in. This fucking country can eat itself alive for all I care right now. People seem to be waking up to the Shitweasel's game and hitting back. I have plans for 10/18, but for the moment, I want to wrap myself in a cloak of invisibility and take a break from screaming.
And a warm welcome when I got home.
The ignorant Jesus jumpers think this is their moment. Jesus spat in Charlie Kirk's eye, and god threw him down the elevator shaft. That smell? His burning bullshit.
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Deb~ my kids and my parents were "pen-pals" when my kids were in grade school. I've been thinking about written letters recently. But who would I write to?
I hand-wrote a letter to my grandkiddos on Letter Writing Day (September 1st) ... then copied it and mailed each one a copy ... I'm guessing they had a heck of a time reading it as I write in a messy combination of print and cursive, made worse by lack of practice (who writes by hand anymore?)
Thanks to the not-so-tender mercies of Louis DeJoy, it took six days for a recent birthday card to get from Texas to St Louis (and yes, he finally resigned this past March, but why the hell didn't the Biden administration can him?) ... long gone are the days when a card would take a couple of days to get from here to there and I don't know that we'll ever get them back
Ever since I moved here in the early 90s it's taken a full seven days to get anything anywhere. There's no zip code for South Hell, but here we are. I just took a letter for Charlie to the PO. Now we'll see how long it takes it to go
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