I can do this

Blue sky, calm water, slight breeze, half the bugs, trees are green… sits down with a coffee and a song

that will be always Louie Armstrong’s song

I trust you took the time to listen to Louis, it’ll help keep you grounded in good things or another of saying it would be

If you don’t know where you came, how do you know where you’re going

Buckleup buttermilk

the CDC has new guidelines

How to have SEX with monkeypox: CDC releases bizarre guide telling patients to ‘keep their clothes on’ or ‘masturbate six feet from their partner’ if the urge arises while infected

I’ve taken liberty with this old bob Dylan song

Well, they’ll gay ya when you’re trying to be so good
They’ll gay ya just a-like they said they would
They’ll gay ya when you’re tryin’ to go home
Then they’ll gay ya when you’re there all alone

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get gayed

Well, they’ll gay ya when you’re walkin’ ‘long the street
They’ll gay ya when you’re tryin’ to keep your seat
They’ll gay ya when you’re walkin’ on the floor
They’ll gay ya when you’re walkin’ to the door

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get gayed

They’ll gay ya when you’re at the breakfast table
They’ll gay ya when you are young and able
They’ll gay ya when you’re tryin’ to make a buck
They’ll gay ya and then they’ll say, “Good luck”

Tell ya what, I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get gayed

Well, they’ll gay you and say that it’s the end
Then they’ll gay ya and then they’ll come back again
They’ll gay you when you’re riding in your car
They’ll gay you when you’re playing your guitar

Yes, but I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get gayed

But I would not feel so all alone
Everybody must get gayed

Joe Biden signed a sweeping executive order aimed at harassing Republican states like Florida and Texas because they want to protect children from groomers.

Well, they’ll gay you when you walk all alone
They’ll gay you when you are walking home
They’ll gay you and then say you are brave
They’ll gay you when you are set down in your grave

A before and after with thoughts of Uvalde still