an extremely necessary mental health break

but also a short rant about our dumbfuck president

Katie and Claudia, August 19, 2004.

friends,

today marks exactly three months since the passing of my wife Claudia.

continuing to write these daily posts has been for me an essential part of my grieving process. but every now and then, the profound sadness of it all becomes just too overwhelming — and so today I must give myself another day off.

I feel adrift and unmoored, and I miss Claudia so much.

let me once again take a moment to say thank you to the thousands of people who have posted, commented, private messaged, texted, and phoned to offer condolences. I love you all. I am blessed to be surrounded by an amazing, caring community.

thank you for hanging in there with me. see you tomorrow.

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but wait, before I take off — this wouldn’t be a real post unless it had some serious Donnyloathing in it, so let’s do that.

yesterday was Mother’s Day, and Preznit Fuckwit should have spent the day with the Slovenian rent-a-wife who is the mother of his fifth child.

spoiler alert: he didn’t. the colicky piss-baby spent the entire day alone, friendless and unloved, melting all the way down in a rage-spiral on his crappy app.

here is just a small fraction of the batshit Donny spewed.

he whined about the Supreme Court in general, and Nihilist Neil Gorsuch in particular. he pissed and moaned about Fox News and Ro Khanna and Hakeem Jeffries. his crapped his drawers because Iran turned down his latest ludicrous ‘peace’ offer. he bellyached about ‘dumacrats,’ whatever the fuck those are. he raged at his own government, because reasons. he completely lost his shit over Chuck Schumer and Eric Holder and Barack HUSSEIN Obama.

and then the stupid fuck ended his shit-blizzard of posting with a complete fever-swamp hallucination.

excellent poll numbers? where? what polls show this historically unpopular diaperload doing well? are these big, strong, teary-eyed polls in the room with us right now?

none of this is normal, and all of it is bugfuck nuts.

healthy people don’t spend an entire day rehashing every grievance and grudge. if Donny had a loving family, right now they would be ensuring that he was getting the round-the-clock cognitive care he so obviously and desperately needs — but Donny doesn’t have a loving family. he has children who grift off his name, and a Slovenian rent-a-wife who hates his fucking guts.

boo fucking hoo.

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here’s your Daily Claudia — a selfie taken on April 26, 2005.

sigh. I miss her so much.

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that’s it for today, I’m outta here. thanks again for hanging in there with me. I promise you that I am taking my own advice: practicing self-care and doing everything I need to do to keep sane. see you tomorrow.

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here’s your daily reminder that I can be found on Blue Sky at this link.

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this is going to be my closing message for the foreseeable future:

practice self-care. do what you need to do to keep sane. if that means you need to disengage with my daily posts for a while, I get it. this community of ours will still be here when you return.

to all the people who have signed on in the days since the election, welcome aboard. settle in as we all try to deal with the shitfuckery that’s ahead of us.

we are all in this together, and we are all here for each other.