Saturday, September 7, 2019

Red hot salsa

I just canned ten half pints of salsa that will make your eyes water.  Tomorrow I plan to process another ten jars of salsa that after you eat it will make you cry like a little girl.  

No, I am not turning this into one of those Facebook-type things where I report on what I had for breakfast (Grapenuts and bananas) or what my cat did.  (I don’t have a cat, but I did rescue a toad tonight that was hopping around in our cellar.)  I just felt the need to ignore Trump, Boris Johnson, and all the rest of the clowns running various governments around the world.


Now I will go and drink a toast to the death of Robert Mugabe.  In about 30 years, maybe less, almost every one of those clowns will be following him.  

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