—CLAP YOUR HANDS, SAY “YEAH” 

…Before we jump into the gibberish, let’s take a look at some of this week’s headlines, which would normally be impossible to believe if a person lived anywhere else but in America:

 

--Rich people are leaving California 

(because of proposed one-time 5% tax on whose assets are worth more than $1 Billion.) –The Washington Post

(You have a BILLION dollars and you can’t give up a ONE-TIME 5 percent charge?)  

 

--Trump Says Civil Rights Let to White People Being “Very Badly Treated” – The Guardian

--DOJ probing protesters group that disrupted services at church with ICE pastor –CBSNews (Huh, you’re a Christian AND a pastor and you work for ICE? WWJD?)

--ICE agents ate at a Mexican restaurant in a small town. After their meal, they detained employees –ABC News

 

--Trump Says Since Norway Never Gave Him the Noble Peace Prize, He Should Be Able to Take Greenland  --The Atlantic (First of all Norway doesn’t own Greenland, Denmark does. Second of all, if you read any part of the letter he sent to the prime minister of Norway, it’s all cringe-worthy: the writings of a lunatic and a child. 

 

--Trump says, “Canada lives because of the United States.” --Axios

 

--They ransacked the U.S. Capitol and want the government to pay them back

The president’s pardon freed Jan. 6 rioters from prison and emboldened them to demand money from the government. –The Washington Post.

 

…I’m not making this up, but thanks for indulging me.

 

…And people ask what triggers my anxiety.

 

…It is no small thing to realize that you are the one who is being waited for.” Katie Kitamura, The Audition

 

…Change, exercise, and great friendships are how keep from growing old.

 

…When you have a choice, choose love.

 

…I’ve gotten pretty good at reading between the lines.

 

…There’s always a “what else.”

 

…Being content can become its own form of addiction.

 

…I guess it just depends.

 

--    now finally maybe

I’m winning even 

       if it just looks like 

my fingers are shaking

          --Ocean Vuong

 

…I’m back inside my head, safe, where nobody gets hurt.

 

…This is not going to go over well, that’s for sure.

 

--“You and I must work too much because we’re both all crippled up.”

 

…Some of the stuff I write is so shitty it’s embarrassing.

…I’m confused about what’s going on here, but I think I like it.

 

…Well, we’ll see how that plays tomorrow.

 

…Stop picking. There’ll be time for that later.

 

…It’s amazing how, even on the news, people have to waltz around the fact that we have a fucking lunatic running our country.

 

...Last week I had a day that was one of my bigger struggles. I’m not sure who you share that stuff with, because they’ll worry and try to fix you, and so that’s why I just shut up, suck it up and never share.

 

,,,And then, in the end, no matter what happens it all feels really s stupid. 

 

…The only thing worse than being severely handsome is being severely handsome and smug. (I’m talking about my GP here, McDreamy.)

 

…When you tell your doctor the pills he’s prescribed make you vomit two or three times a day, and he says, “That shouldn’t happen—they’re just beta-blockers,” is when you should ask to see his credentials.

 

,,,But do you understand what that means?

 

…And there you go.

 

…I don’t have an answer for that, but I’m pretty good at making them up. Just look at my resume.

 

…The Theme From Shaft is an amazing piece of music until about 2 minutes in when he starts singing. Just saying.

 

...I’ve never been in a fist fight in my life, if you discount all those times my brothers beat me up. I wouldn’t even know what to do in a fight.

 

…It’s not quite close, but it’s close enough.

 

…Maybe I’m a tool, but I just want something to believe in.

 

…This is going to take some time, this time.

 

…It seems like a trick, but it’s a pretty good one.

 

…Wow, where did those bruises come from? And how did I even get them?

 

…I never did Tolstoy, did you?

 

…It’s troublesome at this hour. Oh, Boy.

 

...Maybe I’ll re-think these sentences tomorrow, though that’s doubtful.

 

...I’m probably always going to love The Carpenters, The BGs and The Partridge Family and be sad that you don’t.

 

…Time to start a new book.

 

…Just tell me if you really mean it.

 

…It’s pretty easy to be a martyr anymore, but do you really mean it?

 

…Okay, I get it—this guy’s angry. But screw him.

 

…I wish I could just kick her in the ass, but there’s a fat chance of that happening.

 

…Sadly, I think I know the end to this story.

 

…It meant something to me when I wrote it but now I’m like, “What the chair?”

 

…How did I ever arrive at 170 pounds? This from a guy who was once 146. 

 

…I like a chain around my neck. It’s not a BSD thing. I just like the notion that something’s holding onto me.

 

….If it’s good and sounds authentic, I will listen to your Worship for hours, and I have.

 

…Are you sure you’re okay?

 

…Who’s to say that lost credit card didn’t save my life?

 

…I’m trying to figure out how to make this okay and so far it’s not working.

 

…I guess it’s time to say, What the fuck?

 

…All right—Fuck it. Let’s go all the way.