1938 Packard

Commerce

At least everything is open for commerce and trade today... not a stinking holiday in sight. That's good for profits.

Send 'em back. Give 'em one Big Mac and half an hour to pack!

Call for action! Greenwood 7 5312!

It should be called, the strip mall state or the planned community state.

Okay, so you think it's all a big joke, do you? Tell me, in your expert opinion, how a nation of bums and slackers is going to succeed in anything.

No, I'm talking about you not noticing or caring that this nation is up to the jib with bums like this. No sense of commitment, no sense of responsibility and no self control. A nation can't be sustained when that becomes normalized.

The brow raising act of sitting in a shoe store and trying to compact a size twelve foot into a size seven shoe.

That's why nations collapse.

It's more fun to contemplate regicide.

Every time I meet dead people in dreams, they're at train stations.

Because I won't trust anybody who would transport me in a cargo trailer.

Steak.

One of us janitors got flat out fired and taken off the gaming floor by security yesterday. She told a patron, "Go clean up your own damned mess! You're NASty!" How many times did I want to say that, but didn't?

News report didn't specify.

That reminds me... I haven't drank any Ramune yet this summer.

A welfare check in police jargon is when cops check on the well being of people who could be in distress.

They were inside a truck trailer during a heatwave. A survivor came out of the trailer and asked a Walmart employee for water. The employee offered the water and then called 911 for a welfare check on who else might have been there. Several dead bodies were found in the trailer, along with a number of badly heat exhausted and dehydrated survivors. The trailer is presumed to be part of a human trafficking operation and the driver of the truck has been arrested.

Goodbye to boo! Goodbye to BoooooOOOO00000!

It's a trade off. When you fling the little extra dough for filters more often, you get back more when the electric bills are lower and you have no emergency service calls.

In 1983, a guy paid me to empty out his storage locker. He didn't want to keep any of the stuff there anymore and didn't quite care whether I browsed it, kept it or just tossed it into dumpsters. He was relocating from California to Florida and didn't find a practical reason to lug a lot of stuff that he he hadn't even looked for for six years. It didn't matter to him anymore. So, when I saw the huge framed photo, I asked where it was. He just smiled and said, "Gotlund". Can't find the same pic on the web or in travel brochures. Gotlund sure has a checkered past.

It's not a thing that happens overnight unless you have lottery winnings or something.

There's no right wing radical conservative hollering on the radio today, and so I've got it tuned in to a show about home maintenance. This guy must have said about nine times already about the filters in central air need to be replaced every three months. Puh... three months? How expensive could a glorified rag cost? Replace them every single month and hit the inside of the plenum with a shop vac while you're at it. You'll end up with the "coolest" house on the block.