Sunday, June 14, 2026

Sporty Funnies (for the not so sports-inclined)


What's your least favorite? Wrestling, basketball, soccer?

Mine is probably relitigating presidential elections past (I blame W Bush for that; he's the reason this blog got birthed almost 25 years ago).

Trump actually wasn't the biggest fool in this charade.


At least we were able to celebrate with Olivia Benson and Tay. It's so wonderful when megamillionaires and billionaires get to experience joy, isn't it?


Think I'd be more 'Mamdanistan'. If I weren't for the Spurs.


Ramirez again catching a clue. Prolly no Ill Eagles in his family.

My second-least favorite sport is off-season American football, college AND pro. Combines, coaching shuffles, transfer portals, way-too-early rankings, mock drafts ...

... and too much gambling, and now a lot more lawsuits.


The Texas GOP was in town, not for the World Cup matches. For the circus.


Sorry about that. Child rape ain't funny. It's long past time for a species that refers to itself as 'wise' to evolve beyond pedophilia, and a good start would be to end its religious leaders' conspiracy of silence about it (Pope Chicago, I'm lookin' at you, too). Full disclosure: this could also be a statement construed to be antisemitic by some who believe in Zionism. YMMV.

Anyway some of the gooniest Tex-MAGA are bound to lose, but if these people get much of their 2026 vintage of 'I'm Right of You' elected again ... Urine Trouble. *badumtss*


There were some elections in California too, I heard.

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Sunday, June 07, 2026

"The Very Model of Modern Masculinity" Toons


Happy Pride Month, Mr. President.

The latest bit of alternative reality is, in fact, true: The Reflecting Pool on the National Mall is, indeed, longer than the Sears Tower, the Empire State Building or the World Trade Center, which raises the question “So what?”

Pikes Peak weighs more than an elephant. There are more geysers in Iceland than in Peru. Ice cream has no bones. That a statement is true doesn’t make it relevant.
Venables seized upon Trump’s long-established sensitivity about the size of his hands, which became “a thing” after Dear Leader complained about a writer pointing it out. It’s a reminder of when you told your six-year-old that if he stopping throwing tantrums, the other kids would quit teasing him.

No we won't.

Republican Congressman Andy Ogles (R-TN) posted a shock message for Pride Month on Tuesday, declaring, “Homosexuality has no place in America.” Ogles, who has long stirred controversy with his bigoted, trollish rhetoric, added, “Happy Nuclear Family Month.”

Reaction -- which took the form of universal condemnation -- came swiftly (reactions collated at link are hilarious). Even Ted Cruz disagreed. But he might be gay.

America's 250th birthday will be a celebration fit for a King (not a queen).

It's two now, Mr. President.


No, it's gonna get worse. Do you think farmers and ranchers in north and west Texas already know about high fertilizer and diesel costs? And which war is responsible? Perhaps Texas Democrats are still capable of reminding them over the next five months.


If you're in or around the capital city this weekend (or the next couple of weeks), go see the Gilbert Shelton exhibit at the Austin Museum of Popular Culture. Shelton created The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers cartoons, which defined the late 60's/early 70's counterculture. Phineas, Frank, and Freddie were no small part of my coming of age.
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Sunday, May 31, 2026

Groan Ass Men Funnies


The contest for the U.S. Senate seat in the Great State has officially begun.


"Is there a vegan alternative for egging a fascist?"

"I only found a brick."

"Perfect."


A can of soup works also pretty well, especially if it's Jesse Watters.

I'm still gonna pass on the Corn tacos.
I suppose when Your President is Jesus (or a doctor, or a global conqueror, or whatever T-Boy is cosplaying as this week) no other man can compare.
After all, you can crime all you like and get paid by him for it.
Meanwhile the Masculine, Manly, For Men Only White House Cage Match/Freedom 250 Concert Rally seems to be coming together nicely.


So like everything else he touches: it turns into gold.


Grown. Ass. Men.


I am nearly 70 years old and I still don't get it.


Schlitz was the most popular beer in the country in the mid-70's, when I began drinking beer (a little ahead of my time). But there was a new, quickly popular entry in the market: Lite Beer from Miller. Rest in piss, Schlitz.

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