Showing posts with label Debates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Debates. Show all posts

Thursday, October 1, 2020

Wither Baseball Will

 Joe Biden looked like a tuckered out, angry old man.

Also, did we mention Chris Wallace is a cunt?

Anyway...

We used to love baseball. Back in the 80's and 90's we could watch any ballgame, Tampa/Oakland, no problem. Pittsburgh's middle relief? They could use a lefty set up man...That's the kind of detailed knowledge we had for the game. 

We're not sure what happened, but about a decade ago our love for the game began to fade. The last time we were truly nervous about outcomes was 2009, the year the Yankees won their last World Series. By 2012 we had the Yankees' playoff games on in the background while we did something else. With baseball's special 16 team playoff format this year we should be in heaven, but no. Meh.

Instead, last night we watched Lakefront Bargain Hunt with Mrs. Stroock. We noticed a couple of things. At the end of the show, when the happy couple is reviewing the homes they saw, the wife does most of the talking and the husband merely nods. Smart. Last night was one of the rare occasions win which husband and wife disagreed. They appear to be at an impasse, we said. Oh, there is no impasse, Mrs. Stroock admonished. And by Adon's Ban* those prices. We saw 4 bedroom 2.5 bath lakefront homes going for under $400 K. WTF America? You know what that would go for here in Nueva Jersey?

This got us to thinking. and we asked Mrs. Stroock, if we were to move from New Jersey where would we go? What's the place you have in the back of your mind? Delaware, she said. Which makes sense, since Mrs. Stroock is from Delaware. Maryland. Maryland? we replied. Might as well stay in New Jersey, unless you want to live out in the Western part of the state. Two many mountains, she said.

Our top five relocation preferences are Texas, Kentucky**, Tennessee, Arizona and Delaware. We've never been to Texas or Arizona, Mrs. Stroock pointed out. We just like the idea of Texas, we replied. No, was her response. It appears we are at an impasse. Oh, there is no impasse, Mrs. Stroock said.

Quite right.

Moving, and we ain't doing it anytime soon, would be contingent on several things, but most importantly, we have people here, our father of course, and also a retired couple next door that's the girl's surrogate grandparents.*** They're family and also, they need us.

Besides, we like it here in Chindia.

*Reference

**Our mother was from Kentucky

***Kind of makes up for the jerks next door who used the town to wage war against us. Bah, nobody likes them anyway.

Monday, September 28, 2020

Wither Biden, Wither Debates?

This blog maintains Joe is a no-show.

But what if he isn't?

What's the Dem's game for tomorrow? Biden barely leaves his basement now and half the days he doesn't even do that. They 'called a lid' again this morning, 10:00 AM and Joe is done. 

Larry Schweikart thinks Biden's nurses are reversing his sleep schedule so he's 'fresher' in the evenings.

We suppose Joe will have an earpiece for handlers feed him lines, but by the power of Grayskull, that will be a disaster. Trump will call it out, and just think what happens the first time Biden stops, puts his hand on his ear and says, 'What?'.

Trump can sense weakness like no other politician in living memory. He'll see Joe's and exploit them. Just ask Jeb! and Hillary!.

Maybe we're underestimating the enemy. I dunno.

We don't see how Dr. Jill and the rest of the Dems can send Joe up there if they didn't think he could handle it. Or maybe they're just crossing their fingers and hoping for the best.

Our Ruski pals have asked us to provide immediate post-debate comment. Normally we don't watch these things, but if you'd seen our Russian contact, well, you'd do what she asked to. Ah...a sweet and faire lass without a memory of the Soviet Union.

[You stupid, stupid Knobhead-Ed]