Bureaucratic BS Strikes Again

 Isn't it great? Isn't it just wonderful how the government gets involved and screws up a good thing? I have been working with my doctor for months in order to begin using a type of medication to lose weight. Good news and bad news. The good news is that there is a new program to assist people in keeping the cost down on these medications. Some can cost in excess of $1500 a month. The new program caps the cost at $50! Now the bad news... You have to qualify, or in my case not have a disqualifying condition. Never mind that I need to be on the medication to help me lose about 100 lbs. so that I can live a little longer. I am automatically disqualified because I have sleep apnea. Not that the sleep apnea would interfere with the medication or even the effects, no it's because the sleep apnea is covered by medicare part D and they won't cover two conditions. 

The government at it's finest, folks. They will cover a crack head and all their meds for FREE. They will provide FREE methadone for hard core users. But they will not allow me to pay a cheap price for a medication that can save my sizable butt and extend it's duration for a few extra years! 

Would You Pay?

 I have spent over 30 years of my life searching for a way to become a decent caricature artist. I have a library of books, tapes (Remember tapes?), and CDs. I have watched hundreds of hours of YouTube videos. I am determined to learn the art of caricature!

Would you pay a fella ten bucks to draw a funny picture of you? All you gotta do is sit down for about 5-7 minutes! I know some folks that can't sit still for 5 minutes if their life depended on it, but they aren't my target audience! I have a better idea...How about you send me a good, clear photo of your head and I will try to draw it! If I can do it I will do it and email it to you for free! Just send it to my email at dwmeeks@gmail.com and let's see what happens!

Be the FIRST!!

Campaign Trail Blues

 Maine. A state that almost no one who isn't from ever gives a second thought. Yet, here we are fast approaching the 2026 mid-term elections and Maine is the big news item.  Not because of any "importance" of the state itself or any product of service it provides. No. Maine is big news because the candidate it's Democrat party somehow elected in spite of glaring flaws, Graham Platner,  has dropped out of the race even though he won the party's nomination just weeks ago. Why did he suspend his campaign and drop out? Was it over his Nazi death camp tattoo? Nope. It was because yet another woman has come forward and said he raped her. Notice I said "yet another". Yes. There have been others.  Of course Platner denied all of their alligations. The democrats of Maine seemingly said, "Oh we believe Platner over these women" almost in direct oposition to the whole "Believe all women" the party hammered on just a couple of years ago.

Platner has, of course, denied this latest alligation as well. Just like he denied the tattoo on his chest was a Nazi death camp symbol. Lots of denials swirling around this guy, huh?! 

So what happens now? Allow me to speculate. First, the democrats will scramble to replace Platner on the ballot. Some democrat with a following will be appointed and will be pushed onto the people of Maine. It will not be a problem for Maine residents. Hey...They voted for a Nazi sympathizer. How much worse could it be?!  Second, Platner will never even get a slap on the hand for the rape or any of the other allegations from the numerous other women he was "inappropriate" with. He walks free to sport his antisemitic tattoo as he chooses. 

I am not someone who influences a bunch of people, so what I say makes no big difference, but if I had opportunity to say something to the Democrats and the residents of Maine, I would simply say: DO BETTER! You nearly gave the USA a Senator who was an actual Nazi!

OK...Rant over. Does anyone know why we don't give Maine to Canada in exchange for a semi full of their pizza bacon? 

 

Noah Wells...All New Cause Celeb

The body of Noah Wells, 18 year old star football star, apparently washed up on the shore of a barrier island just off the Mississippi gulf. Now the speculation begins. Oh...He was black. He was there with several friends. They were...wait for it... white. Many black posters on Facebook have indicated a strong thought pattern leaning toward "The white kids killed him!" That is the tone, if not the actual statement, they give off. Absolutely ZERO evidence. Zero proof. Pure speculation. 

Here's what we do know: There were hundreds of people partying on the island. There was a lot of drinking going on. Wells was drinking and riding on boats. There were many people on these boats. How far fetched of an idea is it to speculate that he fell off the boat and was left in the water because no one saw him fall overboard? I must admit that I have zero proof either, but it is a possibility.

So why the push by blacks on social media to convict the three white friends he was with? 

I say it is because they are still angry at the Karmelo Anthony verdict. Blacks were whipped into a frenzy by activists who wanted to see Karmelo walk free based on his far fetched "self defence" claims. Forget that crap folks. KA was and IS guilty of murder. Period. Move on.

Now we have Noah Wells. A brand new cause celeb for blacks to rally behind and stick it to "Whitey." My speculation is we will see a lot of bad discourse between blacks and whites. I also forsee black rallies and marches, (not to mention bar-b-ques!)  As for me? I plan to sit back and watch the circus that will surely follow this story. I see it being full of clowns in their whie robes and pointy hoods. Only they will be worn by dark skinned people with an agenda. People who will not be happy until they get their way...ignorant as it may be. 

Grab your lawn chair and a bowl of popcorn. The show starts any minute now.

Where Have I Been!?

Happy Birthday To Us!

Today I somehow stumbled upon this forgotten blog of mine. I actually enjoyed rereading some of my older entries! It has been quite a while since I last posed and I figure now is as good a time as any, given the timing of it! Today is July 4th, 2026! The 250th birthday of these United States of America!

Happy Birthday America!

We not only celebrate this country's birthday this week, but I get to mark another year's milestone as well! Given that I have not only survived cancer but a heart attack and triple bypass surgery as well, I believe I am entitled to a piece of cake sometime this weekend! By the way, I am feeling great these days, for those readers who may be interested. 

I look around at the men and women I grew up with and notice how lucky I feel. Some are going through health issues that are concerning. Others I had to read about in that section of the newspaper we'd all rather not talk about. Time passes. It is true what the bible says in Ecclesiastes 9:11 "Time and chance happens to all men." Ain't that the truth?! 

I don't know how many more years (or hours) I have left on Earth, but I know I have lived a good life. I have accomplished things some others cannot claim. Earthly accomplishments, but they count for down here at least. LOL. I have met and married a fantastic, Godly wife. We have raised two fine young men who are Christians. I believe I have faught the good fight. If today my life were required of me I know the blood of Jesus continually cleanses me and I will go to a reward reserved for God's own. My mother, father and only brother have already gone before me and I know they are waiting to welcome me.  What a grand and glorious reunion that will be! I don't really "want" to go today, just saying I am ready if I do!

Now... Let's see about that cake I mentioned!

Never Again!

 

I spent the morning (and into the afternoon) in the local ER a couple days ago. It seems severe pain in the left side will cause one to find their way down there. When I say "severe" I am talking "Please Jesus, make it stop" kinda pain. It wasn't a kidney stone. I have had those several times and Iknow what that feels like, Kidney stones are more of a "PLEASE GOD! TAKE ME NOW!" kind of pain. This was, thankfully, not that, though it was definitely more than an "Oh my. That was an unpleasant feeling."  sissy kind of pain.

After 5 hours and three blood draws, an ekg, and a CT scan, they said it was a severely strained muscle. Are you kidding me?! I just spent all that time, not to mention a small fortune, and it's a muscle strain?! They did perscribe me a nice muscle relaxer and some hydracodone, though. As long as I am taking those I am fine for six hours at a time. ...Then it wears off. Like a few minutes ago when I woke up and needed a bathroom at 5:30 am. So here I sit at the computer. Can't sleep and don't want to get addicted to the pain meds so I try to occupy my mind and hands here.

I tried for quite a while to remember how I could have injured myself given my rather sedentary lifestyle. I don't do anything that makes me sweat.  I racked my brain...and BAM!  It came to me. I had been out on my big mower a couple days before the pain started and came up on a plastic bag. I didn't want it wrapping up on the blades, so I leaned way over and picked it up. I could just barely touch it with the ends of my fingers but I managed to grab it. Quite a stretch, but I did it. BOY! Did I "do it"! That has to be where I pulled or strained or whatever this muscle! I am now determined that I shall never again stretch to get anything, anywhere, for any reason! Did I mention that I am in pain? Did I say it was severe? OK. Just checking.

OHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Crap! That hurt!! I just raised my left hand to scratch my neck and I swear I saw angels and a bright light!

OK... Time for another round of pills. Wish me luck. 

Letitia and the gang

 Letitia James is under investigation by the DOJ. LOL! I know that fat heifer is sweating like a fat turkey at Thanksgiving! It would appear that a few federal/district Judges are doing a bit of sweating of their own! I hope the DOJ arrests and convicts all of them! Letitia is the prize, though. She ran her mouth about President Trump like she runs it over a corn cobb! Now it's time to pay the piper. She is about to be reunited with some of the women she helped put behind bars. That won't be a fun reunion I'm betting!

 

#hagmask

My my my...Would ya look at that?! Little Letitia James has gone from being the once powerful New York Attorney General to a back tracking, crawfishing, criminal. She once proudly went after the biggest fish in the sea, Donald Trump, accusing him of using fraudulant information on documents to get a loan. Who knew? Who knew she herself had filed fraudulant paperwork in order to get a loan?! She claimed her father was her husband. Perhaps to use his income. Maybe because the lender gave preference to married folks and no man would actually have the #hagmask award winner. Who knows? My how the mighty have fallen. She is a common white collar thief. I know that "white" part might trigger her a little, but it is what it is. 

So now she has been "accused" of the crime. What is next? I'm not sure, but I am anxious to watch and see! She is looking pretty bad in the PR area, though! I must admit, I am relishing this. I detest the woman. So arrogant. So cocky. So typical of a democrat.They love to use their "go to" plays like this. You know...Accuse your opponent of doing what you are doing to divert attention. She just took it to the extreme. That is exactly why it will bite her on the behind even harder than anyone else. I can't wait for that!

New Meds You Haven't Heard Of

 In watching my favorite TV shows these days I have grown exceedingly tired of some of the commercials. I now know more about E.D. than any man should. It might not be so bad if the same commercials didn't play over and over every ten minutes! 

Did you know that you can take something called Skyrizi (sky rizzi) if you have Chrone's Disease or ulcerative colitis? It works up to 24 hours! Unfortunately it may have several different side effects that may be worse than the original problem. Side effects like stomach disorders, blindness, vomiting,,,you get the picture. If Skyrizi isn't your thing you can also check out Renvoq (rin voke) also for Chrone's and UC, 

Perhaps you suffer from migraines? Then you are in luck! You can take Vyepti (Vie eptee). One IV enfusion every three months and you have maybe 25% fewer headaches! Side effects vary, but you pretty much get the same laundry list plus a few.

I have run across a couple more new meds that are not as well known. For instance Utypsi (You tipsy) for hangovers. Taken by 9 a.m. Utypsi can control the noise sensitivity and nausia all the way up to happy hour! Side effects include brain fog, explosive diarrhea, and hammer toe.

Then there is the new Mybudertz (my butt hurts) for those suffering from hemorrhoids! 

Currently in the works is a new drug to use as prep for a colonoscopy. It's called Wazzupmi (What's up me)! The side effects are no different from the regular ones... you know the ones...sitting on the toilet for an hour at a time until the wee hours of the morning, that fear of caughing or sneezing? Same as the normal prep but you get to brag to your friends that you are on a new experimental drug!

Remember, some of these are experimental, so they may not be available everywhere! Don't take if you are pregnant or going to be. Get yours today!

School Tragedy

 

Earlier this week at a district track meet, a young man lost his life. Well, that isn't entirely accurate. His life was taken from him. Stolen from his family and friends. Over what? His murderer was somewhere he was not supposed to be. The guy that murdered him brought an illegal weapon to a place that prohibited such weapons. He intentionally sat where he was not only not supposed to be, but where he knew this young man would be. Reportedly the two had a prior run in. That makes this suspiciously like a premeditated murder. He knew the young man would be in that location and he went there, He was armed with a deadly weapon. An altercation took place and the guy with the weapon, a knife, stabbed the young man in the heart. As the young man lay dying, his twin brother held him and tried to stop the bleeding. He couldn't. A short time later the murdering  thug responsible for this death was arrested and confessed to the murder. Now he awaits his fate after due process. 

I am surprised we have not seen them yet. You know...Those pictures of a happy 12 year old at church they always show. They show those rather than his mug shot or the photos of him holding an AK or a pile of drug money. I actually do not see a way out of this mess for the little thug, and that is fine with me. I say they go for the death penalty. They won't. He is 17. Probably get a 30 year sentence and come out in 20 to walk free in the society that he could not act right in before. 

If you can't tell, I have no pity for this murderer. They need to bring back "old sparky" and make examples of a few of the "death row citizens!" But that's just my opinion. Hope you were not offended by it...but it will not change.

When All Else Fails...

 

So I'm sitting at home watching murder shows on Hulu, when my phone rings. It is my youngest son asking me if I can try to find his work keys. Folks I turned the house upside down and no luck. I started to drive to where my oldest son works to see if they had been left in his car but my wife called and stopped me. She was on her way home to look for the keys. OK...Good luck. I turned around and headed home. When my wife arrived she walked into my youngest boy's room (where I had looked in earnest TWICE.) She walked out with the keys in hand within 30 seconds! 

What's wrong with that picture? I guess I am just getting older and can't see for squat!

The moral of the story is: When all else fails, call in the expert!

Take The Deal Dude

 

So Zelensky doesn't want the deal as offered? Then change it and give him less! Let's dispense with the formalities right off the jump, shall we. Russia was the aggressor. OK fine. Zelensky had the support of most of the world and with good reason. Putin was invading Ukraine and that was an act of war. I get it. But make no mistake about it, as time passed Mr. Z was getting exactly what he wanted, too. MONEY! If someone gave you 360 BILLION dollars and tons of top flight weaponry you should be able to hold off a nutjob who was using weapons from 60 years ago!Unless... unless that money (or a huge chunk of it) was going somewhere besides the war effort! That is exactly what I am convinced has happened in Ukraine! Zelensky is up to his hip pockets in graft and corruption! He and a few others in the Ukrainian government are siphoning off the top, bottom, and middle of the stack. Change my mind if you can. 

Putin is not my favorite dictator. Neither is Zelensky. But make no mistake, both ARE dictators. Dictators have one goal in mind no matter what country they are in charge of...putting money in their own pockets at any cost. These two are no different. 

The problem, as I see it, is that Putin has no intention of giving back the land he has taken so far in this war and Z has no chance whatsoever of forcing him to. There will be NO WINNER in this war. Millions of men, young and old alike, have died. For what? So Putin can look like the big shot leader to the people in what is left of Russia? So Z can look like a patriot to the people of Ukraine all the while lining his pockets with American taxpayer money as their sons and fathers die in vain? Spare me your sanctimonious, self-righteous posting of the yellow and blue flags on your FB pages. Keep your virtue signaling to yourselves. I do not stand with Ukraine or Russia. I stand with Trump and Vance as they keep that idiot dictator in check!

Zelensky better wake up and smell the bodies piling up across his country. He had the opportunity to make a great deal that would have kept Russia at bay for a long, long time but he got greedy. Now it is off the table. No more deal. UNLESS... unless he comes back to Trump, hat in hand and not his hand stuck out for more money, ready to apologize for being an idiot. Then MAYBE he has a chance to bring this senseless war to an end and stop the killing. Otherwise he cane take a hike and take his chances. By the way...Ukraine will never get into NATO. It has no business there. To allow them in would be to invite WWIII. 

I Love The Good Stuff

 

I love singing. I'm no longer able to carry a tune, (too much working around heavy machinery without ear protection), but I love listening. Especially to gosple or that type of song. I could sit and listen to the Gaithers and their Vocal Band for hours. Some of the best singing ever has been from gosple quartets. The Gaithers, The Blackwood Brothers, The Oak Ridge Boys (Yes, they started out as a gosple quartet and continued to incorperate it into their legacy throughout the years.). The list of great quartets is endless. 

I have decided that quartets are not the only ones who can craft a song or sound that holds my interest. Last night I stumbled across a few country songs and was captivated by the sound AND the words. Country singers have long gotten their start in gosple.One of the songs I listened to last night was one called "I Believe" by Brooks and Dunn with an assist from Jelly Roll. I listened to that song three times through. Wow. Just...wow. Alan Jackson is another of my favorites. He put out an album of just gosple songs for his mama. Incredible. On that album was an old favorite of mine. It was my mama's favorite hymn. I'll Fly Away. What a great song sung by such a great voice! You just can't beat a gosple song sung by a country artist. If you listen closely you will be effected by the words. I am. Take a minute or two and go on over to YouTube and search for gosple songs in the box. How I do love that old sound. The words just come alive! 

If you will excuse me, I need a "gosple fix"! Let's go to YouTube!

The Sound Of Music...

 

Man we had some good music back in our day!

I was born in 1960 and spent my formative years in some tumultuous times. Viet Nam raged in the jungles of South East Asia. Drugs and Hippies were everywhere. And Love was free. We had hot rods. We had the best looking girls. We had the world by the tail and didn't even know it. Yes sir...We had it all!

Most of all we had the music that defined a generation better than any before or since. Rock and Roll was everywhere and the bands of our day were undeniably the best to grace the stage in history! We sang a variety of songs that spanned the spectrum. Elvis made his comeback in '68 and Three Dog Night played on my record player at home. (Some of you may be scratching your head wondering what the heck a record player was. LOL) Wolfman Jack hosted a late evening program on TV that was just awesome! The Midnight Special shined it's light on all of us! The sound track to American Grafitti was a top seller. Zeplin was a household word and nothing to do with balloons. A Brittish fella named Elton John was taking the music world by storm like the Beatles had just a few years prior. He was Crocodile Rockin' and singing about Benny And The Jets and a Rocket Man somewhere in outter space. The Bee Gees were up and coming.

There were so many groups and songs that we would never be able to listen to them all...but we tried. Radio stations like the blow torch XERF AM just across the southern border from Del Rio, Texas, blasted the sweet sounds  and utilized the unmistakable raspy voice of the man we mentioned earlier, Robert Weston Smith, better known as The Wolfman. KSHE in St. Louis kept the party going.

I sometimes wish I could go back in time to my youth for many reasons, but the music of the era was no small factor!

I Was A Young Man Once

 

Ecclesiastes 9:11 states that "time and chance happens to all men." So true.

In the early hours of this morning I was lying awake listening to the storm roll through. My mind drifted and I soon found myself thinking about my youth and what might have happened to it. 

I recalled playing in the back yard with my brother, way back in the 1960's, before America lost it's way. Back when a kid could still be a kid and parents didn't have to worry about the pedo living next door. We played army. We played mumbly peg with a pocket knife given to us by our grandfather. We simply "played" without concern. We rode bicycles through mud puddles and neighbor's yards. No one complained. They actually kept an eye on us for our parents. There were other kids living around us. We made our own "motorcycle gang" complete with loud cycles created by placing a playing card in the spokes of our bicycles. We terrorized...no one. Just had fun riding from daylight until dark when it was time to go home.

A few short years and we were into cars. Hotrods. Almost every car from back then is a "classic" today and what we wouldn't give to have them back! We had a 69 Chevelle and a 71 Camaro. My brother inherited a 66 El Camino when dad passed in our early teen years. What a glorious collection we had our hands on without knowing it! 

Later came college and work and the toys went the way of the world. I still drove the Camaro but I hustled pool instead of going to class to afford gas for it. I was pretty good, too, but that's a whole other Jerry Springer. Not going to class soon caught up with me and I dropped out of the Junior College I was attending and went to work in the oil field. Unfortunately that didn't work out well since the oil field in East Texas soon dried up and work was hard to come by. So back to college I went. This time in a foreign land called "Arkansas." Just over four years later I had my degree in hand and returned home triumphant! Well...Sort of. I now had to find a job that would support me, only now I had student loans to pay. It would take me 30 years to pay them off, but I did it myself. No government assistance program to step in and pay them.

Many jobs later, now married with children, I look back on my life and wonder where my youth disappeared to. Don't get me wrong. I have a great life and a great family. I'm just no longer the young man I used to be. My body has begun to betray me on so many levels. One bout with cancer. One heart attack. Arthritis in so many joints I can't count them all on both hands and one foot! Yet I keep putting one foot in front of the other. Got to keep moving or lay down and die I suppose. I do enjoy remeniscing about those younger days. Those days when I once was a young man. Time and chance folks. Time and chance happen to all of us.  

I hope for all who read this that you have opportunity to sit quietly and remember your youth fondly. If you are still young...don't waste the time and opportunity you have. Have fun. Live like you mean it! Time and chance will come along soon enough.

Take care. And as my old friend Robert always says...let freedom ring!

 

Not A Poltergeist

 

I think my bedroom is haunted. Something sinister lurks in the shadows of the room. In the dark of the night something happens from time to time...OK it happens most nights. It usually happens between 3 and seven and it happens more than one time a night most nights. I will be sleeping peacefully, floating along in my REM bliss and BAM!! It's as if something reaches up from inside me and yanks on my bladder for all it's worth! I believe it is a Pottygeist! A mythological creature who's sense of timing is incredibly annoying and definitely mischievous. 

The Pottygeist has no sense of fairness. It attacks the young and old alike. Usually with the same possibility. A few days ago I was slumbering nicely around 5 a.m. when the Pottygeist grabbed my bladder and squeezed mercilessly! "YIKES!" I exclaimed in my head. I quickly scurried out from beneath the covers and headed for the bathroom, making it by the skin of my teeth. After what seemed like an eternity I returned to the bed. Unfortunately I managed to somehow dislodge the TV remote from the nightstand sending it crashing into a plastic bowl which contained a plastic water bottle. Those two together make a lot of noise in the tranquility of the early morning! The noise woke my wife up. Uhoh... I just simply said, "Oops!" What else could I say? 

I went back to sleep. My wife was now awake and an hour early at that! It's OK...The doghouse is well lit and modestly comfortable.  

Darned Pottygeists!

It's Good To Be The Texan!

 

I am a proud Texan by birth and the grace of God! Being a Texan means something. It means you don't have to endure long extremely cold winters. Ours are usually a month, MAYBE two, long and it begins to warm up to the 50's and 60's and all is right in the world as we know it! I, being a hater of the cold, am particularly happy with this arrangment. Some will argue that the summers in Texas are offsetting to the short, mild winter. I say NAY! I'd much rather have a hundred degree day than a 10 degree day! That is why God created air conditioning! 

Another blessing of being a Texan is the wide open spaces and beautiful country side. I grew up in East Texas where God spends His vacations. The land and people are the best ever there! Pine trees populate the roadside everywhere you look. Awesome. Just awesome. The people are friendly and will help out wherever there is a need! 

No, we don't all have oil wells in our back yards or horses in our pastures. This is just a myth, a rumor started by the uneducated Yankees. You do, however, usually find a dog or two in our yards, maybe a cat for the mice and snakes. But what you WILL find, without doubt, is a sense of neighborliness. 

I love my Texas. I wouldn't live anywhere else. God bless Texas!!

Pepto...This Is How Ya Do It!

 

So...Remember how I told youguys in the last post that the guys and I were meeting for lunch today at the Mexican food restaurant? Well that happened, but this post is about the rest of the story (with apologies to Paul Harvey). I had the fajita beef and chicken nachos. Pop quiz...What always goes with nachos? Yep...jalopenos. I like jalopenos. Lots of them. 

Fast forward to this evening about 7:30. I was visited by the ghost of jalopenos past. Worst case of heartburn I have had in quite awhile! It's now 10 o'clock and it isn't going away. I made a quick trip to the local Dollar General for a bottle of soothing pink liquid fire quincher.  Before I even left the DG parking lot I downed a dose! (No sense waiting around!) It should be noted that I do not take my Pepto in the manner of the average person. I don't fool around with those little plastic cups like they bring you your meds in the hospital in. No sir. I turned that bottle up and swigged my dose that way! 

I first learned this method as a kid when I saw my dad do it like that. I figured that what was good for him would work for me! Unfortunately, here we are three hours later and the molten volcanic lava that is flowing from my throat to my gastric area has not subsided!

Any suggestions would be appreciated. By the way, I have already poured a 20 ounce Dr Pepper over the flames to no avail. To quote that raven in the old Edgar Allen Poe story, "Never more!" Never again will I eat that many peppers! I should have known better! At my age I should have known better! But I love my jalopenos! I guess I also love my pain free nights. Torn between two loves...  What's a man to do?

It's Tuesday!!

 

It's Tuesday! That means one thing...it's the day to meet the guys from church for lunch at 11 o'clock! It started as a simple "Hey lets meet for lunch one day." Now it has evolved into a ritual. Each Tuesday about 6 or 7 of us get together for a meal and some breeze shooting at a designated location.We decide on Sunday morning where the site will be and then spread the word. There is usually no need to worry if someone might not like the kind of food served at the site because we all like ANY kind of food!

Today will be Mexican food! Mariochi's in Greenville, TX. Most weeks we meet at The Rib Crib in Greenville but like to switch it up from time to time. We are on a first name basis with the servers at Rib Crib and they even know our orders when they see us come in the front door. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. Some days we meet at Chili's or a hole-in-the-wall called Glenda's. Glenda's has great home style food at a decent price!

If you are in Greenville sometime on a Tuesday at 11 o'clock, stop by and say howdy or maybe join us!

"Pardon Me Mr President"

In the last few weeks leading up to the final exit of Joe Biden we saw him handing out pardons like candy. It started with his criminal offspring Hunter Biden. After that it was a flurry of pardons and sentence commutations with a spattering of get out of jail free cards mixed in. Today, on the last half day of his Presidency, Joe preemptively pardoned a large group of his family members. Preemptively. That's a nice word for "before they could get arrested for being the crooks they are."

Now the question that looms large over their collective heads is this: If you are not guilty of anything, why do you need a pardon? Let's recall for a second the fact that Sleepy Joe had set up several business accounts in the names of family members. Remember that? Therefore it is no big jump to connect these family members with bribes from foreign countries and other entities made to "The Big Guy". Does the term "money laundering" ring a bell? 

What is Joe and crew afraid of? Why do they need pardons? Keep your eyes open and your ear to the ground folks. We have not heard the end of this stuff.