In rude political health . . .

A bit crude, but I laughed anyway.

14 Darts

According to a significant section of the political chattering class, a fascist is back in the White House. 

I don't buy it myself. Trump will always fall into the category of a klepto-capitalist, who is just in the job to enrich himself, to avoid jail and for the added shits and giggles. And enough people bought it. Never knew there were so many Shy Trump voters out there. You live and learn.

The weird thing is that I can't help feeling that - with the benefit of hindsight - the Democrats would have done better with a doddering Biden against Trump.

Okay, that's enough highfalutin political analysis. In happier personal news, I just hit a 14 darter. My best ever score in a 501 game. Okay, I'm playing a Dart App  . . .  it's not a real game . . . but I'll take it.

For the completists among you, my darts were 140, 180, 95, 30, 56. A 56 checkout in 2 darts. 

A Triple 1 instead of a Triple 18 - and it was on the bastard wire - denied me the chance to throw for a 11-darter. That would have been fucking wild.

The eagle-eyed amongst you will notice a 180 in amongst that lot. Here it is:

53/50

The Clapping Song . . .

 . . . I don't give a four-x for the Pelosi-Trump spat but I'm typing this whilst standing and simultaneously applauding on what is an amazing piece of jiggery-technology-pokery.

BREAKING: Nancy Pelosi moves into the empty space available in Donald Trump's head - and negotiates a life-time, rent-free lease. pic.twitter.com/X9oOYvQMvb

— Paul Lee Ticks (@PaulLeeTicks) May 25, 2019

Has the luck of the Irish run out?

"The Future's So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades . . . "

Hat tip to some funny ghoul on twitter.