Archive for January, 2016

Where Was Bernie Sanders When …

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

Hillary-Angry

… I Was Successful In Benghazi?!!

Hilly foreign policy failures: https://www.google.com/

 

‘Robot Monster’ (1953) Trailer

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

Robot Monster:  https://www.google.com/

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Your Sunday Morning Chuckle

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

Groove Tube: https://www.google.com/

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Hmmm?

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

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Irrational Fear Limits Your Life:  https://www.google.com/

‘Five Easy Pieces’ Diner Scene

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

‘Five Easy Pieces’ https://www.google.com/

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Thoughts Medications Can’t Stop

Sunday, January 31st, 2016

mama-no-me-lo-dijo-1-2   1 out of 6 serial killers is a woman.

Soy sauce is just liquid salt with color.

There’s no classy way to chew gum.

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No tattoo is the new tattoo.

STP’s? The only thing I had in 50-years of horizontal boogying is a good time.

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About as bright as a Maury Povitch guest.

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After 60, everything that still works on your body, hurts.

I cannot believe I was the fastest swimmer in the gene pool.

I didn’t want the job of Pope because I didn’t want to work Sundays.

My God can beat up your god.

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“For I must tell you friendly in your ear,” one woman says to another in Shakespere’s ‘As You Like It,’  “sell when you can: you are not for all markets.”

More thoughts:  http://presentationsunplugged.com/blog/blog

Word Watch

Saturday, January 30th, 2016

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Words are the least important part of communication:  https://www.google.com/

2011 White House Correspondents’ Dinner

Saturday, January 30th, 2016

Trump and the Birther Bullshit:  https://www.google.com/

They All Suck – HILLY Too

Saturday, January 30th, 2016

News_yucky

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The 2016 candidates SUCK – Hilly too -:  https://www.google.com/

‘White Rabbit’ (1967)

Saturday, January 30th, 2016

“1969 – I was 19. A friend and I planned an early trip one day. We woke up, downed a dot in a shot of cheap liquor, and went back to sleep.  When we woke up an hour or so later, we were already flying. I hate flight delays.  Life’s never been at that level again. Feed your head.”

White Rabbit:  https://www.google.com/

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Sail On, Paul

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