Bliss by Harry Bliss for November 23, 2020

Not until the electoral votes are counted.

Trump can scream and sulk. We’re Biden our time.

Sign sign everywhere a sign, blocking out the scenery breaking my mind.

I’m waiting until after the Thanksgiving meal to nap…

Man, no matter how hard I try, I can’t get the moniker “Sleepy Joe” out of my mind. My turnabout is fair play moniker for the other side is “Duffer Don” (Fore (sic) more years).

In my area almost all Trump signs. I would say 15 Trump signs to 1 Biden sign.

Constitutional amendment for term limits in federal government NOW!!

I can’t nap until the orange thing concedes or leaves

Not till the Black Knight is silenced. I say “silenced” because he won’t admit he’s been beaten.

The price of liberty is eternal vigilance. We are just waking up to the realization that the enemy within is as dangerous as the enemy without.

Not until the swearing in.

Collect the $#@!ing signs!

DON’T SLEEP YET!

Naw, no napping. I’ve been dunned by politics for enough years and cycles to know the next round, gearing up for the next election, is already underway. And a tip for all owners of “Resist” and “Not My President” signs and gear — don’t throw it away; put it up for sale online, the other side will buy it and start reusing it.

Love that the dog and cat can get along. Why can’t Dems and Reps, esp Dem and Rep politicians?

Wish I could.

I’ve already seen a 2024 sign – don’t get me started.

I just saw Bless and Martin on television talking about their new book and how they came to be working together. ABC. On –The View–.

Another graveyard. No matter who wins all usually pass away.

I watched highway workers attempt to maintain highways and other roads clear of signs. Not only were they outnumbered, but the placers were moving faster and never gave up.