I’ll start off by discussing last night’s snack. My grandsons wanted pizza and I didn’t want to go out and pay $30 for a pizza at the pizza restaurant, so I split french bread, slathered on some doctored up jar spaghetti sauce with tomato paste and some chopped fresh garlic, added ingredients in the house and they loved the french bread pizza.
I had to raid my daughter’s well-stocked refrigerator to make it happen but I’m guessing that it didn’t cost more than about $5 to make pizza for the boys and myself. Am I cheap? Definitely, but it also tasted good.
Breakfast? I made pancake tacos with bacon and eggs.
Please forgive me for not wanting to negotiate my firearms ownership rights with people who just a few months ago wanted me eliminated from society because I didn’t want a forced medical treatment.
“You see these dictators on their pedestals, surrounded by the bayonets of their soldiers and the truncheons of their police. Yet in their hearts there is unspoken — unspeakable! — fear. They are afraid of words and thoughts! Words spoken abroad, thoughts stirring at home, all the more powerful because they are forbidden. These terrify them. A little mouse — a little tiny mouse! — of thought appears in the room, and even the mightiest potentates are thrown into panic.”
— Winston Churchill
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