Wailing And Failing
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Saturday, November 29, 2025
Still fending off this runny nose, and now I see that snow is forecast for today's/Saturday's Gopher Game. Don't know how much is going to fall, but at least according to my Weather Application, the bulk/worst of it is supposed to fall right during the Game. I will be outside for good chunks of time; add falling snow and I'm going to be both wet and cold. And add blowing my nose all day. Great.
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Friday, November 28, 2025
I want to go to a speakeasy this evening, but this damn cold and my running nose is still bothering the hell out of me, and I doubt it'll get any better as I go shopping and walking out in the cold today. Maybe I should just punt on that, especially since I work tomorrow/Saturday. But it's been a couple months since I've gone back there, and I want to remain somewhat familiar over there. Plus, I don't know any other good time to go before the year is out.
I'll go out. Maybe.
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Hottest Babe In The Hooters Calendar: October 2025
It's almost the end of November and I haven't had time to research October. But, even with a quick glance, I find this month to be quite underwhelming. I might call it The Worst Month In Hooters Calendar History, but that wouldn't be fair because if this is not the first time I perused the month, I don't remember it.
There are only ten girls this month, and I will single out four of them. The top two are on top based on a technicality I should revisit. Without further ado:
In fourth place is Anna, out of Grand Prairie, Tex. Pure blonde whose hair reaches down to her belly button, she is sporting a deep blue two-piece bikini. Her top hides her small boobs, but I love her posing with her left wrist on top of her head while she is leaning against a wall. Her bikini bottom is tied up with what looks like 70 feet of string, what with how it's tying up her bikini bottom. But that hair, man, that hair ...
In third place is Anastasia, hailing from North Arlington, Tex. She is wearing a pink/salmon one-piece that is cut out on one side, if that makes any sense. But she has very light and wavy red hair, and I am a sucker for redheads. Also, she has a beautiful face.
In second place is Fort Worth's Ruby. She's wearing either a dark green or black (yeah, maybe I'm weird for not being able to distinguish between those two colors) two-piece bikini, and her wavy brown hair reaches her hips. She's posed with her left side to the camera. I don't see her ass, but I can see from the angle of her bikini bottom that she is showing ass while wearing that swimsuit -- not a whole lot, but technically, that's nudity, and so I am ranking her above all others (except one). I am not seeing her ass, though, I'm most projecting, so I might have to rethink or make more exceptions to my "ass = #1" rule.
And that rule applies to the Hooters server in first place, The Main Girl, Chyna, out of Fort Lauderdale Beach, Fla. The reason there are only two women this month is because her photo takes up the top half of the month. She is lying on her front. She is wearing a black two-piece dotted with white ... somethings or other. She has piercing light brown eyes, though. Also, she too looks as though she is exposing her ass from what little of her bikini bottom I can see by the way she is posed. Moreover, I can say with confidence that she is more ass, and that is why she gets the top spot.
Like I said, I might have to revise my rule so that I need to see a Hooters woman's ass in the picture before I elevate her above everyone else. Till then, congratulations to Chyna and to the other three women. I ... might have the time to beat off to y'all, but if I do, it won't be any time soon. Sorry!
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Thursday, November 27, 2025
Nothing Like The Thanksgiving Spirit Like A False Accusation
I've decided I need to use my heater, so today/Thursday/Thanksgiving Day, after lunch (there's turkey, but we had pizza!), I had to go into what is now Mother's bedroom to find it. I store it there during the summer. Well, I thought I did, but that was before my folks rearranged that room and in so doing threw away all my stuff without my goddamn permission.
Anyway, I went looking throughout that room and couldn't find it. That finally got the attention of Mother, who asked me what I was doing. When I told her, she asked Father, who said he'd look later (presumably after Thanksgiving dinner), and if he couldn't find it, he'll buy one for me. Sure, pops. And that's not what I want. But this is My Fucking Father being an asshole.
One of my parental units asked me if the heater was in my room, to which I replied if it were in my room, I wouldn't be looking in a place other than my room. But, well, I checked my room ... and sure enough, I should have looked on the other side of my chair, right in front of my desk, and underneath this box. That's where the heater is. Whoops.
I had to tell them I found it. I have to take the hit. If they want to give me more attitude, I want to tell them that I accused them of "having it" because the source of all my shortcomings in my life is also because of them. Still, Father probably did not take it well when I said I found it in my room when I answered he/her/them that of course it wasn't in my room. Let's hope Thanksgiving dinner at about 4 o'clock or so is convivial, or at least not passive-aggressively hostile.
Now I think, or I am reminded, that my runny nose and aching legs is something that seems to happen the weather gets colder or snowier. And I've been blowing my nose like the dickens all day at work yesterday/Friday. I thought I had it under control when I went to bed. This sounds weird, but I could tell the moment, the exact moment, when my sinuses, which was running like a burst dam, completely shut. I could tell because I don't think I slept at all last night.
Alas, my sinuses got to running again once I got out into the cold, and my nose kept running while I was working. It's gotten worse since I got home.
Heat, intense heat, has always seemed to shut off my sinuses and snot-running. I need to do that, but I need to finagle the space heater from Mother's new bedroom, and then, maybe my parents won't like me using so much energy to run the space heater until my room feels like a sauna. But I work outside at the Gopher football Game Saturday, and I want to shop tomorrow/Friday, and I need to be as healthy as possible, and to do that, I need to warm my body up.
I am cocooning for the next day and a half, and I appreciate doing so instead of being out and about, but I still feel quite crummy, and I can't afford to remain this sick.
Wednesday, November 26, 2025
The Weekly Minnesota Sports Survey
Before I begin, I need to note that I should be spending more time on this WMNSS that I will be -- not only because there are eleven teams I need to cover, but this past Week may have been The Worst Week In Minnesota Sports Ever. (I know I say that a lot, but this time, I mean it. And I'll mean that the next time I say it, too.) But I need to wake up early to go to work, and I will go to work in the first snowstorm of the year, and there is no driver in the world worse than a Minnesota driver upon the first snowstorm of the year. So I am going to cut all these teams short shrift, then go to bed:
#-1: Wild (Last Week: -4). Thank Buddha for the Wild. They went 3-0 this screening Week, defeating The Bastard Hartford Whalers at home (albeit via a Shootout, hence why this club's still in negative numbers), then went on the road and notched back-to-back Shutouts in Pittsburgh and Winnipeg. Jesper Wallstedt, drafted as a Goalie wunderkind who was awful last season, has been backstopping their success (literally and figuratively), which has shaken off their bad start and now have them in a playoff birth. And they've won five in a row, too.
They play in Chicago tonight/Wednesday night, then come home to play their annual Black Friday afternoon Game vs. The Bastard Quebec Nordiques and then Buffalo the following evening. They then visit Edmonton Tuesday.
This is a way to finish the regular season: At home, but versus eleventh-ranked Purdue tonight/Wednesday night/Thanksgiving Eve, then vs. tenth-ranked Wisconsin late Black Friday night.
#-3: Gopher men's hockey (Last Week: -10). Split at home against fifth-ranked Penn St. These motherfuckers lost to Long Island at home!!! Only one Game this screening Week -- at fourth-ranked Denver Saturday night.
#-4: Gopher women's basketball (Last Week: -3). Still not convinced. Yes, they beat South Florida by a dozen Monday afternoon in the Baha Mar Hoops Pink Flamingo Championship. But in the true test of their non-conference schedule, they faltered late and were beaten at Kansas, in a true road Game, by six. I don't think these Jayhawks are a wagon, so if the U. was going to take the next step, they should've beaten them. But they didn't.
They play Alabama this/Wednesday afternoon in the championship Game, I think, of this tournament in the Bahamas. They then host Samford Monday.
#-5: Timberwolves (Last Week: -6). I'm starting to hate this team, and I don't think I'm the only one. They started off beating lowly Washington at home, but then have gone on the road and blown leads and lost in tilts to Phoenix and Sacramento. Apparently, they also were talking shit before both choke jobs, too. A team that has fallen short in The Western Conference Finals in back-to-back Years but is now underachieving shouldn't be doing that. And the Loss to The Bastard Rochester Royals represents the first defeat the Woofie Dogs have had to a squad with a losing record. They were unbeaten against them up to Monday ... and they were, and are, winless vs. teams with winning records. Basically they are exactly who you think the Woofs are ... until Monday.
They're at The Bastard Seattle SuperSonics tonight/Wednesday night, host Boston late Saturday afternoon (?!) and San Antonio the next evening, then are at New Orleans Tuesday.
#-6: Gopher men's basketball (Last Week: -7). Lost by a dozen to San Francisco in Sioux Falls, S. D. Like I always say, I give a mulligan to a Head Coach's first season. That's why this club's the best of the winless teams this Week.
For Thanksgiving, they are in Palm Desert, Calif., for the 2025 Acrisure Series. They play Stanford Thanksgiving night, then either Saint Louis or Santa Clara the next night.
#-7: Gopher football (Last Week: -8). It feels as though (I don't have time to research if this is really true) that P. J. Fleck's Goofers are good for one howler, losing to a team they should beat. That happened Saturday, when, in Wrigley Field, they blew a 28-13 lead and allowed Northwestern to score 22 Points straight to take the lead. The U. needed to score just to get into Overtime, and then Jack Olsen had a Field Goal to send the contest to a second OT ... but he hooked it left.
Fleck isn't getting the U. over the hump. But really, who are you going to get who's better?
They finish the season hosting Wisconsin, a team that looked like they'd be a pushover, but have won two-of-three. The battle for Paul Bunyan's Axe will be a contested one.
#-8: Vikings (Last Week: -9). Green Bay is not that good of a team. But the Vikes lost anyway, and the six Points they couldn't help but muster is squarely on the shoulders of J. J. McCarthy. I was busy mulching leaves in my yards, but people who deigned to watch the Game were alarmed at how far "Nine" has regressed, and that's fucking scary. I will say that the Offensive Line is failing again; McCarthy was sacked five times, and one of his two Interceptions came from a deflected ball by an oncoming rusher. But yes, J-Mac is becoming a big issue. And it wouldn't've been an issue if the Vikings didn't say they could fly this plane as they built it.
And McCarthy is now in concussion protocol. It seems fishy, but apparently there is video evidence of a hit. That means that Max Brosmer, the backup QB/The Most Like Player On The Team, will probably start when they visit Seattle and their top-rated Defense. The season was virtually over after losing at home to Chicago (who leads the Division!!), but now it's really over.
#-10: Gopher wrestling (Last Week: -5). This is unacceptable. Sure, South Dakota St. is ranked, but they're ranked 18th, the Gopher grapplers are ranked seventh ... and, well, they're South Dakota St. But the Jackrabbits upset them last/Tuesday night -- and at home, too. Of SDSU's six Dual victories, five of them were upsets of a lower-ranked or unranked Jack beating a higher-ranked or ranked Goof. The most embarrassing upset came at 125 Pounds, where fourth-ranked Jore Volk lost to South Dakota St.'s Brady Roark, ranked 21st, 6-4. It was the first Dual of the night; little did the Maturi Pavilion crowd know then what they were in for. Glad I wasn't fuckin' there.
They're taking a Week off, and shit, they fucking need it.
#-11: Gopher women's hockey (Last Week: -2). ... I think that pales in comparison to the Gopher lady icers -- the second-ranked lady icers -- getting fucking swept by, of all goddamn teams, Minnesota State-Mankato. No offense to the Mavericks, but ... they're fucking Minnesota State-Mankato. And not only did they lose both contests of a home-and-home, but they got beat handily: 3-1 here, 4-1 there. I thought that was the first goddamn time these Goofers capitulated to an inferior program, but apparently the Mavs did this to the U. back in 2006. OK, so it's not unprecedented, but it's still pretty fuckin' shameful. What a joke.
Home-and-home with St. Thomas in two Weeks. Hey, maybe the Tommies can sweep these underachievers, too!
#-Infinity: United FC (Re-Entry!). Of course they can't beat an expansion side, falling at San Diego FC Monday, 1-0. Season's over. Many fans believe that the in-season selling of Tani Oluwaseyi is the main reason they couldn't progress past the last eight. I say they couldn't win because they're a Minnesota sports team.
I have nothing else to say about this, so I want to say a quick word about recent word that Major League Soccer will change its calendar so that they start seasons in mid-July and finish around Memorial Weekend. I hate it. I'll expound on the big-world implications some other time (maybe), but now I want to say that the early part of the season now falls in the fall, when I am busy with game-watching organizing and working Vikings Games. MLS' current schedule, where they start around February and finish in early December, works much better -- for the league, I believe, but especially for me. And now, because I don't think I can regularly get to see all Loons home Games, I might have to give up my season ticket. And I fucking hate that.
Tuesday, November 25, 2025
Nope, The Car's Broken, Probably
No rhythmic crinkling still; the lug nut fixed that. Still, I am worried about the oil. Last week I put in, like, 100 mL because, according to the very unreadable orange dipstick, it was low. I checked after I put in the oil and the level went up, so it looks as though putting oil in helps.
But that dipstick seems to be low whenever I check it these days. I thought I should check it again, this week, just to see. And I did that after work yesterday/Monday, and goddammit, the level is lower. Maybe not low, but it's concerning because, beyond going from downtown Minneapolis to Cedar-Riverside, I didn't really go anywhere in the week or so since I dumped oil in it.
Winter literally is coming. It'll snow tonight/Tuesday night, and then the cold is coming in and will settle for the time being. Not ideal oil-adding weather. So after I came home and ate dinner, I threw in some more oil. Nothing more than a quarter-quart if that, but if the dipstick is supposed to be an indication of how low I am down to a quart, that line when I check it again should go back up.
And fuckin' A, I immediately regretted it. What if I put in too much? That's why I didn't put in half a quart. I don't want to overfill it. But I can't underfill it either, so what happens if what I put in is still not enough? Every car I have to put in oil becomes fucking Goldilocks, for God's sake. And why in the hell am I putting in oil twice less than a week? If I have to, that's a sign that my car's going through it way more than it should. Or, maybe it's not going through oil as fast as I think it is, and I'm just fucking paranoid because I've been traumatized by my cars not working in years past. Fuck if I know.
I have half a mind to bring my car quickly to my mechanic, again -- just to ask him if there are any oil leaks, and then maybe ask if to teach me how to read the damn dipstick. But like I said before, they probably are closed Wednesday afternoon. Plus, the weather is going to be bad then, so I don't know if they'd be in a mood to indulge my anxieties. Oh, and they might charge me to do that, too.
I'm scared I filled my engine with too much oil, and I'm also scared that my engine will run out of oil a week from now. Goddamn, I hate being afraid of what my car will do.
Monday, November 24, 2025
Car's Not Broken!!!
What I didn't say in my previous blog post -- I forgot to mention it, honest -- is that I remembered the time where my car last made a rhythmic rattling noise while driving to work in April of last year. Can it be that I just lost a lug nut?
So early yesterday/Sunday afternoon I decided I would mulch the leaves in both the front and back yards. That would give me the chance to do something I should've done: Check to see if I had all my lug nuts. And I'll be goddamned, one of them was missing. So I had to take time out of what was supposed to be a lazy Sunday to go to a car parts store and find a lug nut. No worries; the Vikings were slouching through a Loss, so my time was better spent doing this anyway.
Bought it, screwed it in, and, because it probably was best to try it out and see if my car still made that noise, I decided I was going to use it (instead of the minivan) to drive and work out last/Sunday night. I cranked the radio up while I was driving, but I didn't hear a sound.
Phew! I really thought my car was in big trouble, but thankfully I took a deep breath and thought about what could the problem be. Now, the problem is why am I having problems with my car's lug nuts. Two were stolen and two loosened that one time back in December of 2022, and then there were these three loose lugs, and now this. Was this one stolen? Did this just somehow loosen on its own?
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Sunday, November 23, 2025
Car's Broken Again
For the past few days I have heard a sound. It was a rhythmic clicking sound that came from the passenger-side rear, maybe the tire, maybe not. But as I was parking on my way to another bar, I heard the sound, only louder. Maybe it was my team losing that led to me being quieter and/or more paranoid about hearing things, but this clicking noise became quite audible.
And while I could drive, I felt as though the car was ... not as in good a shape as it should be? It was shaking down the highway ... maybe. Great -- I'm back to asking myself whether I can limp this car around for a while or if I have to drop everything and get this fixed right away.
And if it's the latter -- and I usually panic, so it's usually the latter -- I can't get it fixed right away. Auto shops are never open on the weekend, and I assume this place is already booked up for tomorrow. Tuesday I have to use the car to take Father to his dental appointment in the mid-morning, and I have to get to work by noon or else. Wednesday I report to work early. Thursday's Thanksgiving. Friday I have the day off, but I really want to do so some shopping then, so maybe I don't want to bring my car in then, especially if there is something really wrong with the click-clacking. Maybe I can bring it in Wednesday afternoon after work since I get to leave early, too. But for all I know, my mechanic will be shutting things down as soon as Wednesday afternoon. Hell, they might be taking the whole week off.
This fucking sucks, and I hate life.
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Saturday, November 22, 2025
Sorry, Babe, You're Staying In Jail
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