You can’t get hammered or sit in the park by yourself these days? Or feed the pigeons? I always imagined that I’d end life as an old man with no teeth, sitting in the park (with a pint of oh-be-joyful in my pocket), feeding the pigeons. There are no pigeons at the white wolf mine. If there were, the eagles would eat them.

Every so often there is a wanted poster stapled to a power pole or a tree. Some tourist brought their teacup Yorkie up to the mountains. Fluffy ran off and they offer a small reward for Fluffy’s return. Likely Fluffy’s collar is decorating the nest of a Bald Eagle (protected species) or a wolf’s den, or mountain lion cubs are playing tug-of-war with it while the bell jingles.

Winter has me sitting inside the house eating and bingeing TV. I like to think of things as shades of grey, not black and white.

No, no, no! Don’t sit down in the park or we’ll have to fine you for spreading the pub killing virus that isn’t making anyone enormous sums of money. Don’t buy one mask, buy FOUR, because we need to be richer and you need to obey us, serfs. Then there’s the crows.
I think you should have one, the wolves will adjust and they’ll be a team.

Hi Princess,
You’re seeming glum today. Can’t blame you given your countries imprisonment imposed by your government’s imbecility. No shortage of that anywhere.

There is good news… it appears those that already had the Wuflu have much better immunity than those that have received the vaccines… but, but, but… it’s cutting into their bottom line. Can’t have that.

“Pharmaceutical company Merck announced Monday it is discontinuing development of its Covid-19 vaccine candidates after early studies showed immune responses were inferior to natural infection and other Covid-19 vaccines.”

Here’s the link: https://welovetrump.com/2021/01/27/merck-stops-covid-vaccine-studies-showed-people-better-off-catching-virus-and-recovering/

As far as lapdogs becoming snacks for Eagles, Hawks, Wolves, and Coyotes… yes we’ve had plenty of that since city folks escaping to the hinterlands keep bringing these tasty treats with them. It’s impossible to fix stupid. There’s no cure.

hey, that guy in the hoodie and glasses on the bench looks like John Lennon in New York City! in my headcanon John Lennon is still alive and roaming Central Park for a jog with the pigeons…

the dude with his shirt open still can’t believe the results of the Election, he was SURE his side had the better ideas, poor dafter…

…oh no wait, i interviewed him for my podcast, turned him around and stuck a mic in his nose, he tells me he’s Gilligan come back from the Island…

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No, let’s not move on to pigeons, thank-you.
The RSPB are doing a bird-watch thing at the moment, asking people to identify and count the numbers of birds in their gardens.
All I seem to have in my garden is bloody pigeons… and they’re not on the list!
The RSPB are not interested in the flying vermin, it seems.
The crows are nice though.
I don’t know the difference between a crow and a raven… other than the spelling.

Let’s get hammered. With a capital H. Can I count you in, Jules?

How are you doing, Jules? A is great, F is not so great. Thinking of you.

Remembering the Good Old Days Pre-Pandemic, when I actually wore Real Clothes rather than just Daytime and Nighttime Pajamas, without Masking Accessories, just makes me fully Depressed. I’ve taken to doing totally Mental things to amuse myself… or going on Bloggy Benders, since that’s the only Visiting Allowed now. I’m rather weary of this fuckery already, so ready for Hugs and being set free from Inmate Status in Lockdown Extended Stay.