We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Editor's comment: How can you be sure that isn't just a Bambi hitching a ride from a sympathetic animal-loving bicycler?
Well, I could give you a half-hour shaggy dog story, entirely true by MSM standards, on the subject of a deer, skull-grazed by a 14 year-old in an old Maine apple orchard, which regained consciousness (the buck, not the orchard) after being hauled across the orchard and lifted over a barbed-wire fence (the deer, not the orchard), on a bike with the kid, and pedaled the bike (the wakened deer pedaled, not the kid) three miles to the nearest roadside bar and walked in and said (the buck, not the kid)...well, but I don't want to do that story today. That's enough unclear run-on sentences for one post.
I was dragging a big buck back to the truck, when I passed this guy who suggested it'd be an easier drag if I pulled by the antlers rather than the hind legs. So I did, and it was MUCH easier--except I kept getting further and further from the truck.
guy used to pop his glass eye in his mouth to clean it. One day he accidentally swallowed it. Few days later he was constipated and went to see proctolgist Dr Ben Dover. Doc began the exam, then suddenly straightened up and hollered "Damn, I've looked at a million of those things and that's the first one that ever looked back at me!"