Author: Brett L

Oh, boy. Unfortunately, I did not find several million dollars on vacation, so I am back to work. Womp, womp. At least I still have you guys to make my work life a little less boring.

Florida Man excited about the idea of his brain swelling to normal size.

Huh. It looks like the cyberpunk future is finally arriving.

Oh man, look. My wife and I were woke before it was cool: The Ultimate Luxury Vacation: Doing Nothing in the Middle of Nowhere

The AEI has a bold prediction: Not even China can make socialism work. For the sake of millions or Chinese citizens, I hope they don’t try very hard.

Middle of the week. Haven’t seen my kids in 4 days, and not really missing them yet. I also fixed an ice maker, glued a lamp back together, and moved some furniture. Other than having biscuits of failure for breakfast, life has been good.

Looks like the governor of Porko Puerto Rico is out.

Supreme Generalissima Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg is still not dead.

Well, if you’re gonna commit career suicide, do it well.

Hey, some people think college has become less rigorous. Do they not even take attendance in “Rocks for Jocks” anymore?

Man what a perfect napping day. Its been overcast, and occasionally actually raining today. And I have done, well, nothing except lie around, eat, sleep, and read. Tomorrow, I’ll be bored and start doing the things that bored primates do… namely breaking things or fixing things. We might even rent some kayaks and do some paddling around.

I don’t think this has been officially covered by the Glibs links, so… I give you another great addition to this, the greatest timeline. The (Other) Hair ascends to 10 Downing Street.

God must finally be ready to upgrade Heaven’s Mission Control.

Penn school board goes out of way to show that this school lunch fight isn’t about the cost, its about their power. With that out of the way, I hope they are all tarred, feathered, and ridden from the area on a rail.

Happy Monday, all. My wife and I are vacationing sans kids for basically the first time in almost three years. So far, we’ve done a lot of sitting around in companionable silence, drinking adult beverages. Mrs. L found a puzzle, so I may be a puzzle widower for the rest of vacation. We drove down to the Gulf Coast through the parts of Florida worst hit last year. Seeing hundreds of acres of pine trees all knocked over the same way out there by Tyndall was crazy. Mexico Beach looks… empty. Saw perhaps a dozen or more people with campers parked in the cleared areas that used to be beach houses. Anyhow, we are enjoying the quiet, and not being awoken at night or early in the morning by our spawn, who are being half-spoiled from both ends by my wife’s aunt and uncle.

The Burnt Orange Heresy ought to be a movie about a University of Texas student trying to take up rooting for the Sooners to appease his dying father.

Hillary goes with Mussolini-style “we are stronger together” slogan.

Which one of you is this guy’s defense lawyer?

4 in 10 people regret how they lived their adult lives. The other 6 never married.

Animal’s excellent post put me in mind of this song.

Hey guys, happy end of work week to me. I’m off for a week’s vacation, at least some of it without kids, to the Redneck Riviera. Sand, sun, and necrotizing fascitis here we come!

Florida Man breaks golf. Dude shot a 202. At some point, it appears, he stopped even trying and started actively running up his score. Gotta love it.

Penguins detained in NZ. They appear to be scofflaws.

It appears that the Miami Herald’s piece on Epstein violating the terms of his last pre-trial release had some affect on the current hearing.

West Virginians turn to wasp spray as meth alternative? Bruh, even Florida Man has standards.

The traditional vacation song.

Say what you will about a “dry heat”, it was only 90 here in the sauna of Florida, but I sweated through my clothes twice in 4 hours while working on that fucking Expedition. To the point that I could not have got my clothes any more wet by jumping in the pool, and they literally dripped as I removed them.

Well, it looks like the latest real estate Yellow Panic is over. Now we drive down the value and buy it back cheap, right?

Florida town engages in what is clearly cruel and unusual behavior. Having lived through hours of this song on loop, I can confirm that it is torture.

PETA to Florida Man, please be more humane culling iguanas than we are to dogs.

Warty Hugeman thinks these guys should probably squat more, and stop trying to be the biggest guy in the gym, because Warty already has that on lockdown.

Moving a little slow, even this afternoon, as my wife and I celebrated her passing her guild exams, and being eligible to practice physical therapy assistant stuff under license of the State of Florida. I’m especially proud for her and impressed by the fact that she got the call that her father was in critical condition and at the ICU only 15 minutes before leaving to take the exam. I’m not sure everyone could put aside their fears and uncertainties to focus on the test and pass. She’s one tough chick, and we know her father would be proud and happy for her as well.

Florida Man level: Grandmaster

I’m not saying that Florida Man was right, but you can understand that a man might need a drink at the strip club

This is a weird fucking story. I’ll withhold judgement, sometimes dingoes do eat babies, but it seems… too move?

Federal BLM employees being driven from Washington DC. Sounds like a good start — and honestly, what better group to move West where the vast majority of the actual land they manage is?

Here’s a fun song, just as good acoustic.

After Animal’s van story, I feel pretty good about the car repairs I affected this weekend. After struggling futilely with overtorqued lug nuts, me and the local mechanic at whose shop the lugs were welded to the car eventually triumphed. At the cost of fully half of the lug nuts. We reached a deal whereby he would give me the lug nuts, and I would bring my car back next time it needed service, as this was the first time I had any problems with anything they’ve done. Anyhow, I managed to change the front suspension, brake rotors, and pads. It would have gone a lot faster if I had realized the first video I watched on YouTube had an older model Expedition. Once I figured out why I had a lower ball joint and he didn’t, shit really started to move. Tonight and tomorrow, I’ll do the back end. And hey, I’ve already checked… the video is of a model that has the same setup as mine.

WaPo wonders if it is okay to make fun of Florida Man. Its kind of my bit, so I’m going with yes. If anyone feels bad, donations to the Glibs meth and moonshine fund can be made in the sidebar.

Well, we’ve finally found something that can get a cop fired in NJ. OD’ing IN your vehicle while on duty is embarrassing the badge.

St. Pete to Rays, “fuck you right back”. I love it. I mean, I also enjoy going to Rays games, but if they want to threaten to move, the city is absolutely right to plan for their departure.

Can you imagine having to deal with this shit from employees at work? Like, do I actually have to get involved with you taping a “kick me” sign to someone’s back?

Throwing back to the industrial (metal) era.

Hi guys. Sad news in the L household. My father-in-law passed away yesterday. Unexpectedly, but in a way they could keep him alive long enough for us to be with him when he passed. I’ll probably write something about the FL Department of Corrections’ mission to make that process as undignified and uncomfortable as possible for all involved. Thanks to the other Glibs for the support and links coverage.

Miami charity golf tournament cancelled after finding out strippers were going to volunteer to work it and their employer was a sponsor. What a bunch of prudes. Strippers can do charity work besides a sympathy tug job, you know.

One bad apple framed a whole damn bunch. Former Jackson County, FL deputy arrested on over 50 counts of falsifying evidence. But this is just an isolated incident, right?

Maybe this is too local, but I almost took my kids to this ice cream shop last weekend. What kind of horrible person pisses in an ice cream churn? Oh right, Florida Woman.

Who could possibly have seen this #metoo blowback?

Here’s one my father-in-law liked.