Monday, February 17, 2020

The Lamentations Of The Left

If President Trump is successful at winning reelection in November, I will gleefully listen for the lamentations of the leftists. I am very hopeful that The Donald will be the man in the White House come Wednesday, January 20, 2021; just look at the cap I purchased at the Little Rock Gun Show yesterday:

I like the sentiment if only because the libs have been so, shall I say, emotional in their abject hatred of all things President Trump including we so called deplorables who support him. I'd been looking for one locally after I saw one advertised online months ago. A dealer at the Little Rock gun show finally got them and I have to wonder if I in part was responsible. I kept asking the cap dealers at every gun show I attended over the past few months, including at least two prior trips to the LR gun show, if they had caps with this exact sentiment about making the liberals cry again, expressed on it. If for some reason I don't get to hear the lamentations of the leftists - maybe because of some cosmic disturbance of probabilities or because of some treacherous chicanery of the demoncrats in rigging the election - I will not cry but will buy guns and ammo like never before in anticipation of the government doing lots of gun grabbing and then of the ensuing anarchy and revolution that would be sure to follow.

I was over in Benton visiting Brendan and we hit the gun show before going out to lunch in Little Rock. Except for us each getting a cap, the show was otherwise an overpriced bust. Then it was off to lunch. We'd been set on going to some restaurant he had in mind in North Little Rock but on the way there he decided we should go to Outback Steakhouse. That was okay by me, next time for the other place I guess. I had the 22 ounce bone in rib-eye! It was delicious and since all else that I had eaten before it yesterday was a single biscuit with butter, I wolfed down every bit of steak on my plate. 

Too bad for my mongrel Skye, I decided against getting a take-out box to save the bone for her. She's had some worms as of late and bone may not be the best thing for her system right now. Her loss but next time, I'll save it for her. By the way, she was a good girl on this trip as on others except she kept pestering me on Saturday to take he outside over and over again. That's okay, I could use the mileage walking what with the snacks I ate over the weekend. Such is life with fat-body (me) and a mongrel.

Nice weekend it was indeed. Hope yours was likewise.

All the best,
Glenn B