Michael Kindt's Blog, page 76

Looking at Facebook politics, I realize how weird I really am.

I support gun rights
I support gay rights.
I am a capitalist.
I support REASONABLE regulation of capitalism.
I support immigrants.
I support lower taxes for everyone, even the rich.
I have noticed the Left treats rich people like Donald Trump treats immigrants.
I think marijuana should be legal.
I support a Christian bakery’s right to not make a cake for a homosexual wedding.
What else? I can’t think of anything….

Ambiguous much?

I’ve probably terrified him. hahah

Had a date last night. With a man. No, we didn’t play...

Had a date last night. With a man. No, we didn’t play “hide the sausage”.

That’s a terrible game. Sausage is good and should never be hidden, but shared with all the world.

Nah, we just met and drank beers. He comes from Tumblr and was a follower of mine and actually moved here to South Dakota, on purpose and everything. So we hooked up.

Smart guy. It was nice to talk deep shit with someone. I often get tired of staring at other men, blinking, as they go on and on about the Broncos secondary, whatever the hell that is. Or golf. Or boats.

I really need to date a better class of men….

I blame my father, who was a golf-playing, boat-floating Broncos fan who abandoned me as a small child. I’m fucked psychologically when it comes to the men I date.

We talked about the structure of the Universe, religion, chewing gum for the mind (also known as tv), everything. Also politics–he cornered me on Trump. “Do I really support him?”

I told him, but I won’t tell you. Haha.

Anyway, we’re gonna go out again sometime. Lookin forward to it.

Found on FB and made me chuckle. I am reminded of Gennifer...

Found on FB and made me chuckle. 

I am reminded of Gennifer Flowers, one of the early 90s Clinton babes. She testified in court that Bill had a small penis, which really got to him, seeing as it hit him right where he lives. 

He shot back: “I do not have a small penis. She has a big mouth!”

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“Look at that, you son of a bitch.”

Source: https://imgur.com/ZGxnW

I will never understand the stock market, thank fucking God.

You mean the Chinese economy isn’t growing at 10% every year anymore? It’s only growing at 7% a year? SELL! SELL! SELL! AHHHH!

Just watching this shit over the last few days makes it very apparent that no one really follows the one rule to rule them all: BUY LOW, SELL HIGH.

People actually buy high and sell low, the exact opposite. It’s pretty comical.

You buy when there’s blood in the streets and you sell when you have gold-plated balls clanking between your legs.

….And that, I guess, is my Thursday morning economic report.

I think at some point I will have pissed off everyone in existence. At least, that's my goal. I never really was a 'people person'.

"why do some people add three periods onto everything that they say is it supposed to indicate youre..."

“why do some people add three periods onto everything that they say is it supposed to indicate youre thinking deeper isn’t that something that what your saying should already say”

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Said a person who, clearly, knows nothing about writing or even, really, communication.

We get it, you’re stupid. Sorry, though. Stupid is not equal to cool…..

41 Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead...

41 Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up his eyes, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me.

42 And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.

43 And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, LAZARUS, COME FORTH.

44 And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, LOOSE HIM, LET HIM GO.

So I bought a lottery ticket. My first ever.

It’s in my coat pocket as I type this, my ZIPPERED coat pocket, mind you, because I don’t want to lose that bitch. It’s worth one point whatever billion dollars.

Truth be told, I’d be terrified of winning that much money. I can’t even wrap my head around it, and I can wrap my head around a lot.

A guy at work was saying he’d give all his buddies a million bucks and we’d rent a mile-long limo and go on a week-long party, which sounds like a nightmare to me. Not the million bucks, but the week-long party.

After 6 hours, I’d be all, “Yeah, I’m going home to hang out with my dogs and work on my model ship.” Haha.

What in God’s name would a person do with so much money? It’s obscene. I would be embarrased to be so rich.

Ridiculous. The whole thing is fucking ridiculous.