And we were having so much fun writing these things we used to call diaries and now who knows what they’re called.
What will be writing about when the final curtain will fall after Trump blows the debate tomorrow?
But it’s been a glorious time for me what with my addiction to writing and the challenge of figuring out how to get anybody to read what I have to say.
Now the election is all but decided. The corpulent orange blimp has exploded and its ample posterior is in flames. The ocean depths and hungry sharks are waiting to swallow the ship of Trump.
What will wordsmiths do?
I enjoyed making what I called pictoons (captioned photos) and have dozens of them, some even laugh inducing among my friends. Here’s a sample of several of them.
I’m watching Trump supporters in front of Trump Plaza (Hillary for Prison!) and am relishing observing their last hurrah.
I’m not even annoyed by the lamest of the lame Trump surrogates, who are really scraped from the bottom of the barrel, as they Flub-a-Dub their way to come up with reasons why they still support Trump.
Trump’s latest Tweet: Certainly has been an interesting 24 hours.”
Does it get any better than this?
Here’s a meme contest — I only have room for one more that fits in my title (characters and space are limited). Can you come up with a short one for me?
