mental health break, again

but also some stuff about burgers

friends,

it’s been two weeks 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, it all become a bit much — and so today I must grant myself another day off.

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 here we go.

Preznit Fuckwit invited the US Men’s Olympic hockey team to the White House — and you’ll never guess what he served them for lunch. no wait, actually you absolutely will guess — because it was McDonald’s burgers, the same goddamned crap he serves every time he hosts athletes.

you know why Donny does this, don’t you? it’s because he’s a fucking cheapskate.

because Donny has to personally foot the bill whenever he invites athletes to dine at the White House, he does it as cheaply as possible. isn’t that completely fucking adorable? this greedy, corrupt shitwad has used the powers of his office to illegally enrich himself to the tune of billions of dollars. wouldn’t it be nice if for once in his cheap, stingy life, he could show some grace and generosity in return?

that said, fuck the US Men’s Olympic hockey team. they should never have accepted Dear Leader’s invitation in the first place. way to forever tarnish your victory. enjoy your shitty-ass burgers.

the men’s team should have done what the US Women’s Olympic hockey team did — they told Donny to stick his invitation to attend the State of the Union where the sun don’t shine. instead, they’re going to be partying in Las Vegas.

oh, and while the US Women’s team was in Milan, they were treated to lunch by actor and gourmand Stanley Tucci.

and they weren’t served any rancid burgers.

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I love it when I try to take a day off and end up writing half a column’s worth of material anyway. I can’t help it. once I get started, it’s hard to stop. thanks again for hanging in there with me. 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.