Sad Update

I was looking back through some posts of years gone by to try and determine when my last eye exam was and ran across this one. As if it didn't feel shitty enough to overhear that conversation, it made me remember something even shittier that happened a few short years after those uncomfortable moments in my optician's office. That marriage ended badly. So badly, in fact, that I saw a notice of a crowdfunding account set up for her and her children. I don't know any more specifics about the situation and I truly don't want more details. All I know is, I was deeply saddened by their plight. A bit puzzled, too, since I had been aware that both members of this couple had pretty good jobs. Still, real men don't leave their families in the lurch. There are two sides to every story and all I have are a few morsels of information from the wife's side. Adults ought to be able to separate from each other causing the least damage humanly possible to the children involved. We shouldn't need a perfect world for that to happen. And if you have to crowd-source financial security for the children, something is very, very wrong. 

Follow the Money

 

The Most Dangerous Drug

This, children, is one of the most addictive substances known to man. Even their advertising strategy that started in the early sixties claimed that they were so good you can't eat just one. I give to you, Lay's Classic Potato Chips. They deserve to be listed as a Schedule 1 controlled substance. More so than cannabis. And if it weren't for the fact that stoned people need this sort of food, I would propose that potato chips be added.
 

The Best Argument for Single Payer, M4All I have Seen

 

We Have a Rider Down

 Marking myself safe. My ride is parked in the garage.

Newman Speaks

 

Hobbes Acquires a Hobby

Babs and Ken were in need of a photographer to capture their special day. Hobbes is always looking for something new to try and portrait photography seems to suit him well. Handy that he doesn't need a flash.