Does ICE melt, like maybe Vanilla Ice, when criticized? Around inaugeration time, our ICE was frozen in this state, but now it’s really heating up, as I use those initials to death, and also making people sweat on Capitol Hill, with the Epstein Files and how they’re redefining the numbers needed for something to be called an orgy. (Reporters, take note, of the digits cited in this report.) Can’t beat the heat, even though there’s no one working in the pizzeria kitchen.

And now we are off to a topic loved by everyone, 62 percent of them being Able Red Blooded Men Including But Not Limited To Those Not On Welfare …

OK, that topic: Sex industry workers. And who employs or otherwise uses them. On an infamous island’s been there or play at a place like it list.

Trump? Epstein. Maybe even Musk, in what would be another small docket, for this accuser? Most associates. All men? Especially MAGAns. Epstein and Elon again? (Those are different people.) I will now plat the island in question.
Yes I know, you can quibble about what’s “fame” and what’s the truth, but let’s add up the number of credibly accused A-Listers named all over, in some cases, the Epstein Files mega, in some ways, list. What, can’t you guys count? Or is the number, old and sorry to say young, so large it takes a whole legal team of counters? Then make and employ them as mega-pages photocopiers, too. You know. That’s how judges do it. And apparently she who is bonded needs many feet on the floor to trudge through the whole list, so the opp and the app maybe too exists, for them to do overtime or a side hustle. (Or for those wanting to sleep their way to the top?)

— Reimagining Scrappy. Good name. (This more than table scraps.)

He is the sculptured New World Dog (like those Old World statues?) that is artistically concocted of a conglomeration of so many recyclables, and part of his re-creation was all the stuff, broadly speaking, that was gathered shoreline during the fairly recently completed several-day RiverFest, (it took a while to count cans), which was chock full of dozens of activities along the St. Croix. The cleanup, like many, was a free activity in which to participate, but there was also a free complimentary lunch provided by Ciranda, (not Cicada, as that’s the bug that only comes around once in a while, and cleanups are more frequent.) That free grub, however, is how you draw-in volunteers.

However, they may have miscalculated the scope. They actually only collected enough debris to go around the earth 0.001 times. Just kidding. —


So how now, to disclose, legally and that becomes part of the quagmire and the stalling tactics that force us to speculate and flirt about it, every name on the dirty list from three letters to 13?
Ride Trump’s butt, as it could deflect attention from the fact that he allegedly is one of those on the list — and a former supporter says that because of such accusations, now no way again — and if she who is the head general legal beagle won’t, maybe he will. That being Trump getting (guilt) release by releasing the files on Epstein et al, that he has earlier been given, as these now seem to be being passed around. What, can’t anyone here run a photocopy machine? I realize that it might take a whole team of workers: (Re: Memo: To The Office, the old show I finally watched at least in trailer form?) Maybe a more useful, respectable task for ICE workers, amidst the trailer trash? Or those laid off judges? Have them bake (as mere cooks not chefs) for us and our laziness, all the these days unmade pizza at the pizzeria, or they will fry beneath. Or also employ the now jobless federal Ed heads of departments?
I spied a couple of fire trucks outside one of our local pizzerias. Does pepperoni and sausage light halls and escape routes on fire? Would it burn the whole house down and with it half (and half as this is Wisconsin) the local downtown? Were the firefighters, contrarily, ICE workers in disguise, seeing what they could cook up? Or Fed workers in general, putting in some overtime to serve as a needed fallback nest-egg.
Elon Musk first alleged weeks ago that Trump’s name has appeared in that court docket known as the Epstein files, concerning the late latter’s alleged sex activities with underage girls. There even appears to exist a “birthday” list. And many more … How many big names, and doubling down with Diddy, not to mention children, are a part of this web? I do know now that if I use the word “orgy,” it would only be if those participating number more than 200. Kids only count as a half.
Methinks Musk’s — and if they kiss and makeup maybe Trump’s — newest car endeavor will likely be buying the vehicles that Tawny Kitaen primped on for those Whitesnake music videos. But with Tesla stocks at times plunging, the electric cars may be left having to run on AAA batteries. Maybe the car club by that name can help. Or with marketing the Musk-brand “autonomous” vehicles, introductory-price- featuring $4.20 for a ride flat-fee. Or fat-free in this era of cutting. And you can rent out to others, it was announced with a Tesla employee at his side. But do we really need this? Maybe ICE agents do, for more efficiency to track down those allegedly bad men running away down the alley. And it’s seedy, not like the ones we have in town.
ICE (Ironic Characterizations Embodied) is by far the highest funded law enforcement agency. Perhaps this also is “the most complex military operation in history,” Trumping first the Iran missile strike. But where the hell is all that uranium, enriched or otherwise, hidden in lots of mountain caves. Wait, was that Afghanistan? Wait, hiding in the hills? That was those hunted by ICE.
With ICE, and the fervor over detainee treatment, both by feet on the mainstream floor and those walking jail halls, trying to lock up alleged murderers that might beget murders of protestors. This is not our first rodeo on that one.
Closer to home, what, alleged Minnesota murderer(s) were targeting a Dem legislator or two or three too? Going forward in reverse, from those usually aimed at. Leave triplicate to the Gopher State. In the Badger State we just get them super-drunk first and then have them take a big fall and that does the job for us. Apparently in various mountain states, with more of them-thar-hills in them, it’s also a practice.
Usually, it’s people in power, so no concern that to them that inflation has been listed as up by 2.7 percent, by the latest released figures, as tariff fallout starts to hit, just in advance of Aug. 1. Again, going forward in reverse. Trump called it a small increase. But for a homeless person: Big increase. A lot more to shell out for that usually $3.19 bottle of soda.

It’s often called — unlike with ICE and its continually escalating and all-around gung-ho policy — but otherwise repeatedly buy newsmen and women, as a major shift. But let’s call a duck a duck. It’s a full-on flip-flop and Telfon Trump is the undisputed heavyweight champion king of this, adding to his resume almost daily, well over and above any princes. And it does not have wings. So unlike his turning of head on minor matters, never make a meaningful policy shift, just ask/force/beckon heads that will roll to resign.
His time is short, cranking out so many threatening letters on tariffs and so little time before they take effect. Therefore, no time left for you, depending on which country you are, for negotiations on tariffs. Did we not see that this would be the case?

I see the big “X” for an address over an apartment doorway, like lamb’s blood, as lettering at the end of the alphabet … since we hear he’s looking, this place could mark the spot for the former Twitter’s headquarters?? Last suite on the left … but not in the White House.
I think we should do a great-big-beautiful survey, with all that money, since it apparently-is-available-if-the-purpose-is-deemed-necessary-by-the-right-people, to see what The People actually think we should do with all this shit? Remember, We The People? All The People. Not just The Nut Case People!

But now for Trump, as per the cache of unusual weapons in this latest of what I’m sure will be more assassination attempts, what he needs for defending himself a hatchet too? From back to earlier times and centuries, like when The Father Fred screwed people … OK, that might not be going back that far.
It was only a matter of time.

Frozen in time …

Is flowing like a river.

Locally, again on the competing cold states, two ad messages agree when they say: Never too early for deer hunting. So gear up on guns now … Maybe moreso that bows and arrows thing, as for every thing there is a season. One way is much more effective. But archers away, I say. Maybe as an agent, as in a method of use, by back-tier ICE agents to give, even if it’s covert and done in secret, cover support to their mates. With budget cuts, you know, still looking and searching … for a 20 percent discount? Like everyone.

New squatters in the old parking lot of a long-standing store drew Stillwater online messaging wrath. At least I hope it’s a big one, to hold more (I will still dare to call them people, even if poor) and still allow room for the longstanding haughty locals. Appears to be a need to get relief from ICE, in this heat, even if you have to go indoors to get it.

Likewise, one person questioned, why so many motorcycles in Bayport the other day? It’s called a rally, silly. Or was it an ICE oriented event — as this writer goes back to his main buzz word — to lure in undocumented bikers?

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