Can’t believe I almost forgot it was Krampus Nacht, the ancient central European holiday celebrating a satan-like monster with a long tongue and horns abducting unruly children, bad men, and “loose” women. A pre-Christmas purge of deplorables.

I’m cracking up at the idea that someone could google “divine inspiration” and under “images” this photo will now appear somewhere along images of divine inspiration.

You know, I am truly one of the more laid back, easy going people you are ever to meet. Perhaps too laid back for my own good sometimes. But I do have a tipping point, and no one has ever accused me of being shy. You put those two together and you might see me channel my inner Faye-as-Joan. Like, oh, what happened late last week. Which I found out today did have the intended effect. Let’s just say that a corrupt local town official announced today he will be resigning, in disgrace I cheerfully add, from all positions and duties he had been serving in with this municipality I reside in. I didn’t use this exact “Mommie Dearest” quote, but close: “I’ve had enough of you fucking me over and fucking this community over”, and then told him about the list of all the corrupt things he had done to date that a bunch of us had compiled and, just to be helpful, pointed out that I thought only one of them was a felony. You messed with the wrong gay lumberjack, dude. Bye Felicia!