I laughed because couldn’t tell you how many times I did this.

When they are potentially facing 612,000 years in prison.

Sam Bankman-Fried Arrested In The Bahamas, Charged With Wire/Securities Fraud And Money Laundering

Here’s the “Money Shot”, (I couldn’t resist)

Wendy Peffercorn

@SandLot84

According to federal sentencing guidelines, if you account for all of today’s developments, it looks like SBF is looking at *checks notes* 612,000 years in prison.

Yes siree Bob.

I’m just going to go ahead and get out front of this and go on the record saying Sammy didn’t kill himself next week.

If you have even followed this GIANT money laundering scheme even a little bit, you will know that the amounts of money involved here are staggering,

Without a doubt there are hundreds, if not thousands of high level Democrats and Republicans alike who would very much like to see all the sordid details that are sure to come out with an investigation into this never see the light of day.

And little Sammy was picked to be the Fall Guy for all this with a certainty.

Here’s a little refresher of what went on here,

Just as sure as I’m sitting here, The Big Guy most certainly got his 10% somehow, someway and the evidence of that must never see the light of day.

So little clueless Sam Bankman-Fried is going to be the very definition of expendable.

Count on it.

Make them damn Hayburners work for a living for once.

It used to be, “Think of the children”.

Now they are trying to kill them too.

Never more in my entire life has been being an Individualist been more important to me.

I can sense bullshit with my eyes closed anymore and this right here puts everything we have seen in the last several years into crystal clear perspective.

You can buy cheap Tupperware knock offs at the Dollar Store all day long but nothing is going to beat the pizazz of a matching set of plastic ware you already have and that most people just throw away.

Plus, they stack well.

4 out of 5 Grandmothers agree, you can’t go wrong reusing your margarine and Cool Whip containers.

I’m dyin’ to know what you answered.

I have been rather out of it for most of the week as you may know. I did just barely manage to make it through 8 hours at work today but it was the longest day of the year.

Gas has come down locally to just under $4 a gallon. If I feel a little better sometime this weekend I may go fill up a couple of cans with real gas.

Other than that I am still far from feeling good and plan on doing my best impression of a barnacle on a boat hull in this recliner.

The wife is still worse than I ever was and that sucks.

So what are you seeing in your neck of the woods?

Situation Normal, All Fucked Up?

Is the world still coming apart at the seams where you are too?

Speak up dammit, you really should get over that shyness issue.

This is a great place to do just that.

Like the kid you are dragging around on your arm?

I’d slap me a contractor that put that shit in my house.

No I ain’t dead, I just wish I was.

Holy crap.

Whatever flavor of Flu this is going around, it’s a potent sonofabitch.

Splitting headache that won’t go away, this is day 4 of that.

Chest cold symptoms, oh yeah, BAD chest cold.

The wife has it worse, she coughs so hard she throws up and also has the Hershey Squirts.

For me, it’s the body aches, this far and away the worst case of aches I have ever had and most of it is my upper legs for some reason.

So far my strategy has been gargle deep with Lysterine, drink water and sleep.

I have been up almost an hour now, it’s 12:40 on Thursday afternoon.

I have basically been in bed asleep since Tuesday night.

The only thing I would get up for was to take a leak and drink some water.

No food, cigarettes, coffee or Monster Energy Drinks.

Water and sleep only.

I finally woke up about 11:30 today and checked on the wife. Then I nuked something out of the freezer and scarfed it like a starving dog.

I feel better than I did but I’m here to tell ya that there are only a few people on this entire planet that I would wish this experience on.

I talked to my buddy at work too. Most outfits have a Two Day Rule for being sick. If you call in for more than two days in a row they want a doctors note before you come back to work.

Really?

If I’m sick enough to not come to work then I definitely don’t want the pleasure of sitting in a doctors office all afternoon so that he can go, ‘Yep, You Have The Flu”

Take a couple aspirin, drink lots of fluid and get plenty of rest.

JUST LIKE WHAT I WAS DOING BEFORE I HAD TO COME HERE, D’OH!

So I told him I would try to be there in the morning and he can tell me to come home if it doesn’t look like I am going to make it all day.

I thank you all for your concern and well wishes.

Now if you will excuse me, I’m going back to bed.

Damn.

Again.

I had some kind of sinus/head cold about 3 weeks ago and wound up missing a day of work. When I did go back, whatever it was I had was already tearing through the entire population at work and at least half of them wound up with it, some missing an entire week of work.

Eventually the symptoms slacked off but the damn thing seemed to linger for a long time.

At least two weeks.

Friday I had to climb all over a big piece of equipment like a kid on a jungle gym for half the day. By the end of the day I was feeling beat.

I have to keep reminding myself that I’m almost 63 years old and probably shouldn’t be doing that kind of shit in the first place anyway.

Saturday I didn’t have enough energy to pour piss out of a boot.

I laid around almost all day and even took 2 naps in the afternoon.

Yesterday I didn’t really feel bad but again, zero energy and I just laid around.

When I got up this morning, it started in.

As I was drinking a cup of coffee, I could feel it kind of burning way down in one side of my throat.

I had to do some wrenching right away and didn’t get done until 3 hours later. At break I could feel my throat starting to get sore, by 11 I felt like I had been riding around town in the back of a cement truck. At Noon even my supervisor told me I looked like shit and I should probably go home. By then it had gone straight to my chest.

But no, I don’t have a bunch of sick time built up so I stuck it out. I did tell him that he could count on me not showing up tomorrow.

While I was killing time waiting to leave, I saw a news article saying that The Flu is just tearing through the entire country and Washington State is one of them getting blasted hard. Hospitals are filling up and the works.

Funny that, two years ago it was like The Flu had been completely eradicated, they reported zero cases of it. Covid on the other hand….

Now this year, Covid seems to only be a going concern in certain areas but The Flu has come tearing back with a vengeance.

If my sniffer was working right I would say that there was an over abundance of bullshit in the vicinity.

Anyway,

On the way home I swung into a Walgreens and loaded up on the original Lysterine, some Zinc lozenges and some Alka Seltzer Plus.

There is already a bottle of my old friend Nyquil up in the cabinet.

I cracked open the Lysterine right in the drug store parking lot and gargled a huge dose of it before even leaving.

I had plans to come home, get dosed up real good and zonk the hellout.

But No.

I see The Kid’s rig as I pull up and the instant I walked in the door he tells me that it’s on me to take care of everything because…

The Wifely Unit has got it too.

I could hear her hacking and coughing before I got all the way in the door.

She’s in bed, cranky as a motherfucker and pissed off because she thought she was going to able to lay in bed and I was going to get to wait on her hand and foot for once.

I has some bad news for you chick…

So now we both have this crap, some kind of chest cold/flu, we both feel like dog shit and someone is going to have to step up to the plate and take care of our Autistic son.

It ain’t gonna be her and it ain’t gonna be The Kid either, he has to go back to work.

As they say, ain’t no rest for the wicked.

Looks like I am going to have to step into the breach here and tough it out.

Yippee Ki Yay, Motherfucker.

One cup of soup for her coming up and Thank God for frozen TV dinners.

That will take care of them, I have no idea what I’m going to do for eats but whatever it is will not involve actual cooking.

I’m sure there are either more frozen TV dinners in the freezer or I may just open up a can of Spam and grab a fork.

I don’t even feel like messing with paper plates at this point.

What a Maroon.

I’ll bet this clown thinks he is some kind of intellectual too.

Yet another Bozo who doesn’t understand that we just want to be left the fuck alone.

For that we are fascists?

Because we like Farmers Markets?

Are you fucking serious?

Pay attention here you Commie Bitch.

I have a piece of advice for you Poindexter.

Quit playing with things you obviously can’t comprehend and nobody will get hurt.

MMkay?

You want to live in a city, we don’t give a rusty fuck.

We’re like that, ya know?

Your pathetic attempts at division are pretty weak sauce.

Some full gas cans.

For the first time in a long time, gas went under $4 a gallon around here.

Even one of the most expensive stations in the area had it for $3.99 yesterday.

I paid $3.89 a gallon when I filled up my truck last week and I’m pretty sure it has come down a little from there even.

I’m going to go round up all my empties, find my Stabil and go fill them up again before it goes back up again.

Dirty sonsabitches anyway.

Merry Christmas to you too, fuckers.