Three middle-aged-to-elderly white conservative men recently discussed ways to broaden the GOP’s appeal. Here’s a key insight from their confab: I see that the way we will get the Hispanics and the other groups, the Asians, as part of the Republican Coalition is to get them first part of the great American Coalition. Make them […]
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Florida woman, boxer wrangler and football hooligan currently deep-fat frying something in a humid swamp somewhere.
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My big, fat, honking new truck: It’s a 2012 Ford F-250 with a diesel engine. It’s so high up I have to make a running start to jump into the cab, and the dogs have to be boosted in bodily. The acquisition of aftermarket running boards is therefore at the top of our agenda today. […]
My chickens used to be so quiet. Not anymore. I recounted a recent incident here where they started raising hell before the sun came up. That was, thankfully, an isolated occurrence. But they’ve generally become noisier lately, and it worries me because I don’t want the neighbors to get pissed off about it. I live […]
Unless there’s a Hobbit in it, I usually don’t see new movies until they show up on Netflix. Such is the case with Lars von Trier’s 2011 film “Melancholia,” which I recently saw. And was blown away by. Can anyone explain to me why the nephew calls the Kirsten Dunst character “Aunt Steelbreaker”? Also, I […]
Contemplative boxer dogs: Still can’t seem to shake holiday mode; I guess it will have to continue until 1/2/13! What are y’all up to today?
Our blog ad server targets individual viewers to some extent. Not just our ad server, of course — everyone’s. This was demonstrated for me vividly awhile back after I purchased a niche gift book for my sister and sister-in-law’s anniversary and the Internet assumed I was a lesbian for several weeks afterward. It’s a really […]
I’m going to be off for most of next week, so today is sort of like the first day of vacation. Thought I’d sleep in. But nooooooo! The chickens started raising holy hell before sunup. My husband and I were scrambling around to find bathrobes and get outside to check it out. We thought something […]