Now that I'm done kicking Amy T.'s ass on all this vaccine stuff I can return to my "normal" life. At last report Amy had retreated to the bowels of Harvard to re-group. Have no doubt that she'll back with some wacky shenannigans by sunrise, and also no doubt that no matter how wacky it is that it will be prominent on the cover of this esteemed virtual publication.

When that happens and we all know it will, I will take three deep breaths and pray to Jesus, Allah, and Tinkerertink69 that  I am able to ignore it all. Actually that should be pretty easy because I have gainful employment this week; will be gone all day and hopefully too tired when I get home to even look. Thusly I pray.

I know the vaccine crap was and is tiring but I felt it was necessary to debate. Remember at all times my friends that we are free to think independently and that questions are normal and healthy.

A toast to our health!!! (the divine clinking of fine crystal)

So as a wise and enlightened man once said (Ace Ventura: pet detective), alrighty then... and as I say now, onwards and upwards.

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Last night the kid (descendant of Odin, Charlemagne, some bog stompers from Scotland and yes ME) went to his girlfriends homecoming. The little bugger has a decent sense of fashion (NOT inherited from me) as you can see below......

  He had a great time reportedly: even kicked some kids ass on the dance floor where he left his competitor agape by doing an exact replica of the moonwalk. 

 This morning I discovered the girlfriend here when I awoke. The two of them demanded breakfast, and of course I cooked and served it up --this being my lot in life; pancakes and deli ham slices fried up with butter and maple syrup.

 Then the business of the day. MY New Orleans Saints and the New York Giants, both undefeated before today were playing at noon, and due to the Chiefs playing also at noon we had to find someplace with satellite that was showing the game.

 The place we found was Johnies Tavern, 1310 Grand Avenue in Kansas City Missouri at the new and splendiferous Kansas City Power and Light district. Mini-me donned his Saints T and his black bikers bandana and we blazed a trail to Johnies.

 This person anchored the bar. After she signed my waiver stating that her image was mine to publish and distribute on the internet I consented to taking this picture...

 The bar wench sold me on the bloody mary bar. They serve up a shot of Bombora on ice at which time you just go over and finish making it yourself at this little table.

   Little did they know there at Johnies that I would make a meal out of this "bloody mary bar". These people had a vat of  huge green olives that were stuffed with bleu cheese or feta, or a combination, who knows. Whatever! They were freaking delicious. I didn't count exactly but along with the celery sticks and pepperoncinis and pickles and lime slices I had upwards of 20 stuffed olives. I've been wanting to go vegetarian anyway so this might have been the impetus I needed to get me started in the right direction. The universe always give me hints like this...

 Here I am, the Trigosaurus... going vegan.

MY Saints kicked the Giants ass handily. Final score 48-27. New Orleans remains undefeated; the Giants, well... not so much. The Saints are the real deal this year and for football fans, watch out! 

And Damn the Kansas City Chiefs even won their first game this season beating Washington 14 to 6. Woo hoo! The Chiefs are now 1 and 5 and of course we expect them to finish the season at 11 and 5 and go to the playoffs.......NOT.

Just a day in the life here from your highly paid OS correspondent TRIG.

Have a good week everyone. Keep your eyes open for bullshit while you enjoy your upcoming week. I know I will...