Suspect in Little Old Asian Lady Beating Nabbed

And in possibly the GREATEST SURPRISE EH-VAH? There’s a twist!

The white supremacist arrested for viciously attacking the elderly Asian lady was out on parole for…wait for it…KILLING HIS MUMMY.

In April 2002, Elliot was charged with murder for using a kitchen knife to stab his mother, Bridget Johnson in the chest three times in their East 224th Street home in the Bronx, according to previous reports.

The deadly attack took place in front of Elliot’s 5-year-old sister, sources told The Post. It’s unclear what led to the slaying.

Johnson, 42, died a couple of days later. 

Elliot was convicted of murder and sentenced to 15 years-to-life in prison and was released on parole in November 2019, state corrections records show.

Hey. Only white people are routinely let out on parole for things like that, you know? So whadda you expect?

Oh Sure, Sign Me Up

So Gergle has “updated” their Nest device so it will now not only listen in on everything you say but also track your movements…to “help” you sleep better.

I’ll pass, thanks.

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Today turned into your typical casa de major dad day just about that fast. Part disaster, part seat-of-our-pants luck.

The terrific guys who redid all our ductwork 3 weeks ago or so were back today to blow insulation. We’d debated spending yet another grand+ after the $$$gulps ducting, but, considering we’re losing the hurricane hove-up shade trees in the back/that roof is gonna BAKE this summer, it was a painful-but-easy call. AND…a lucky one.

They got up there to find that RATS had ALREADY eaten through one of the BRAND NEW TRUNK LINES, and they were able to fix it before they started doing the insulation. Holy smokes. Close call. We would have NEVER known.

Anchor was able to get our buddy Nick out here an hour later, with an armload of traps and glue pads so we can finally nail those beady-eyed bastards.

Corporate policy change: outside ferals are going to see a kibble/canned food reduction, effective immediately. They are OBVIOUSLY NOT earning their keep, paw our signed agreement. It’s like everyone wants a handout for subpar effort nowadays.

In other household observations, sometimes it pays to just sit back and wait for life to settle down a tad…

Now.

I’m going to make brownies, and ice the CRAP out of them.

Another Whingy Princess

…gets hoisted on her own MEAN GIRL petard.

Thank God for the few on-air personalities like Tucker who call these beeches out for what they are.

MORE of that, please.

Coalition Book Club

The “disjointed disappointment” was a real slog of an effort called “Independence Lost: Lives on the Edge of the American Revolution.” I REALLY had high hopes for it – and, quite honestly, it was filled to the BRIM with good stuff – but, LORD, was it hard to get through, not to mention had some pretty off-the-wall mistakes in it. (And DON’T call us “Pensacolans.” We are “Pensacolians,” ffs.) (Grrrrr.)

Anyways, always willing to give it another go. I will let you all know what I think in a bit, because I’m not yet halfway through THIS…

…and it’s a brick.

But WHAT a READ.

Your Tax Dollars at Work

Paying off mismanaged Blue State deficits.

“Ok. Thanks to @SenSchumer NYS budget deficit for this year is…..Zero, nada, niete, zilch (NY terms),” Schumer spokesman Angelo Roefaro tweeted.

The American Rescue Plan provides state government coffers with $12.6 billion in unrestricted aid, a measure championed by Schumer, the New York senior senator. The measure passed the Senate in a 50-49 vote and is expected to clear the Democratic-led House of Representatives on Tuesday and delivered to President Biden for approval.

Asked if the geyser of pandemic relief eliminates the needs for tax hikes or spending cuts, Roefaro told The Post, “the statement speaks for itself.”

And all this time you thought it was “COVID relief,” you silly, trusting person.

A “GEYSER” of YOUR MONEY for New York. NEW effing YORK.

Anybody REALLY mad yet?

UPDATE: But WAIT!! THERE’S MORE!!

We get to pay for shithole San Francisco, too!!

We Know Who Has the Cudgel

Suzette Nails It

“Please may I have my pudding now?”

RIP Allan McDonald

#hero Courage personified.

McDonald directed the booster rocket project at NASA contractor Morton Thiokol. He was responsible for the two massive rockets, filled with explosive fuel, which lifted space shuttles skyward. He was at the Kennedy Space Center in Florida for the launch of the Challenger “…to approve or disapprove a launch if something came up,” he told me in 2016, 30 years after Challenger exploded.

His job was to sign and submit an official form. Sign the form, he believed, and he’d risk the lives of the seven astronauts set to board the spacecraft the next morning. Refuse to sign, and he’d risk his job, his career, and the good life he’d built for his wife and four children.

“And I made the smartest decision I ever made in my lifetime,” McDonald told me. “I refused to sign it. I just thought we were taking risks we shouldn’t be taking.”

Rib Tickling

Dinner was, anyway.

Put major dad to work last night. Pecan and hickory smoked Memphis style, dry rub babyback ribs, box macaroni, fennel salad.

DAWG…

Hoppy Burfday To The Bestest Sister EVUH

THS!!!

THS!!!

Happy Birthday THS!!!

It’s the Weekend

And it sure looks like we’ve got a #FREEDOM revolt breaking out.

Fridays are great for dumping news they don’t want other people to hear.

#FloridaMan proud to lead the #FREEDOM way.

WHO Are the Haters

…NOW?

Biden should have to wear his shame like a scarlet letter on his jammies.

Big Tent Party

WHO says we’re not inclusive?

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If anyone was startled by the sound of a man howling something in the middle of the street last night, I apologize.

It was my husband.

The neighbors had moved out, and left their ghastly birdbath – which I had LONG coveted – ON. THE. CURB.

I saw it sitting there, in pieces, forlornly gracing the side of the road just a smidge after 9 as we were walking Maggie.

“Puta madre! I MUST HAVE IT!“

major dad. “Oh, HELL, no.”

On the way back, I snatched up the top piece – a lifelike sculptural representation of two doves, cooing lovingly at each other (Kinda like me and him, no? Okay, no.), and hoofed it home, ALL THE WHILE listening to “WE’RE NOT TAKING THAT.” I was prepared to go it alone, as always. “I’ll get the dolly. Never you mind.”

So, well, he gets the car (), we pop down the street, and hoist the remaining two (what seem like 70 lbs a piece) sections into the trunk. And, before closing said lid, he throws his arms to the sky and wails.

“I MARRIED FRED SANDFORD!!!!“

Like I said, sorry.

Man. That birdbath is SO ugly, it’s bitchin’. #score

UPDATE: Since certain people in the comments can’t leave well enough alone…

Dinner Last Night

For dinner last night, grilled herb pork chops, box stuffing and avocado salad.

major dad has got the pork chop perfection thing NAILED, lemme tell you.

Dessert was a choice of sour orange pie, or toasted sourdough maple walnut bread, LOTS of buddah.

ROLL me over, Beethoven!

Honestly – it’s the only way I got off the couch last night. #PuercaGorda

When You Shoot Yourself in the Foot

Democrats have passed a complete abomination, and Leftists are rushing to defend it.

Although the concept and rhetoric is earnest and high flown, they’re not really thinking it through when they do…

It seems to…”circle back,” shall we say…and bite them.

UPDATE: *sigh*

I’m going to call this “A Progressive Tragedy in Three Movements.”

*cue sad music

Kittehs

Pirate kittehs.

How Bad Off Is Joe Biden?

We used to call THIS…

…”getting the YANK.”

Confidence inspiring, no?

No.