Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

Our recent trip to the Great Land has our future home search narrowed down to a few locations, all in the Mat-Su Borough north of Anchorage, which is good.  One old fella we spoke with advised us that the “…hunting is better north of Wasilla, the fishing is better down on the (Kenai) peninsula.”  That’s good information.  But as long as I can have reliable electricity, road and fire service, a decent internet connection, and hopefully a place for at least a pistol range, we’ll be happy.

Now then…

On To the Links!

Groper Joe(‘s handlers) has made his VP candidate pick, and it’s Kamala Harris – who rode to political prominence on Willie Brown’s penis.  Good choice, if he wants to throw the election.  Speaking of:

I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin’ bushwackin’, hornswagglin’ cracker croaker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter!

Now who can argue with that? I think we’re all indebted to Gabby Biden for clearly stating what needed to be said. I’m particularly glad that these lovely children were here today to hear that speech. Not only was it authentic frontier gibberish, it expressed a courage little seen in this day and age.

This is actually racist.

I want one!

Utter horseshit.

This should come as a surprise to no one.


A trillion here, a trillion there, and pretty soon you’re talking real money.

Because, you know, to hell with any pretense of fiscal responsibility.

This Week’s Idiots:

The Atlantic’s Ibram Kendi is an idiot.

Willie Brown (too late, Willie!):  Kamala Harris should say ‘no’ to the Vice Presidency, but ‘yes’ to my penis – again.  What an idiot.

Taking the other side, The Hill’s Doug Schoen is still an idiot.

Paul Krugman is still an unprincipled hack, and an idiot.

And so:

After a red-eye flight Sunday evening that landed us back in Denver at 0630 Monday morning, Mrs. Animal and I have more or less recovered and are back to day-to-day business.  Such overnight excursions sure used to be a lot easier, back when we were young.  There are some compensations for easing into senior status.  But boy howdy, stamina ain’t one of them.

For the moment, now, and for a while longer, we have to deal with increasingly-nutty Colorado.  Soon, though:

With that, we return you to your Wednesday, already in progress.