The Renegade Writer's Mouthy Musings

What a past 24 hours it’s been, Y’all. And it’s not like some big, huge drama. It’s a lot of small, little things that add up. When you don’t have unlimited free time, and it’s quite the opposite of that, it doesn’t take much to throw you off your game. Believe me, I’m learning this in less than two weeks. I’m all about routine, in terms of family life and career. When something throws that off, i...

It’s the damn Wild West out there, these days, Y’all. We have to watch our asses. And each other’s. When domestic terrorists are allowed to run around masked up, refusing to show their badges, and grabbing Americans off the street, it’s dangerous. Especially so when you have no idea who you’re actually dealing with. What if the person behind the mask isn’t an ICE agent? They could easily be a rapi...

Just motherfucking breathe, Mouthy… Christ in a straitjacket, it’s been a day. And it’s not even 3 PM yet. But it’s 5 o’clock somewhere. Somebody beer me. Trump, war, my father’s health, my lower back, they’re all contributing factors to my mental health hanging by a thread. Things are difficult right now. I’m strong and I refuse to give up, but sometimes, it’s fucking rough. I’m sure most of you...

Hey Everyone, Today isn’t a happy day. Besides my back being out, my family sick, and my father being near the end of his life, other things suck. Things that affect much more than the people living under my roof or our extended family. War. Put into play by a psychotic, draft-dodging chickenshit named Traitor Trump. In today’s episode, I talk about the hypocrisy of Donald Trump. And the dangerous...

Damn, it was a limp, impotent festival. MAGA incels must not have gotten the memo. Perhaps they forgot where the exits from their mothers’ basements were. All I know is that the first Idaho Hetero Awesome Fest was a complete laughable failure. Talk about a sausage fest. Crashed and burned, just like Trump’s dumpster fire of a second term. I love this for them. It couldn’t have happened to a more d...

What’s up, Y’all? The downer for today is that I couldn’t make it to Yellowstone. My lower back is pretty bad. There’s no way I could make a 7 hour drive and I wouldn’t be able to even walk to take photographs once we got there. Plus Mai was still pretty sick from her cold. So, $800 down the drain for the three nights we should have been there. But surprisingly, I’m OK with that. I’ve gotten bette...

Man, it’s been a hell of a day, once again. Between the usual fuckery of the Trump administration, this war between Israel and Iran, and the things I’m dealing with regarding my father’s healh, it’s been a lot. We also missed the first day of our Yellowstone trip because my back went out and Mai had a cold. We’re determined to still leave tomorrow, regardless of all this shit. We need a break. Giv...

What’s up, Y’all? It’s been a bit rough over here, today. My phone has been going crazy this week, with everything that’s going on with my father in the hospital. For the first time in years, I have the notifications enabled on my phone. I’d been on Silent Mode for so long, I’d forgotten what my ringtone was. In today’s podcast episode, I talk about how selling real estate and being a small busine...

I’m in a run-down, somewhat pissy mood this morning. And of course, it’s because of Donald Douchebag. Part of it is dealing with the things I’m handling on behalf of my father. His medical care, the next moves after the hospital, and trying to keep things together for the sake of my mother and extended family. It’s a lot. The idea of him losing Medicaid really fucking chaps my ass. I was thinking...

Death fucks with me. It has for the longest time. Most of my adult life, actually. About the time I left the church and realized that there likely isn’t a Heaven and Hell, it’s screwed with my mind. I hate the idea of not being around, someday. I love life and the people I have in mine. Leaving them make me feel horrible. I’ve written about this several times. Now that my father’s health is in dec...

Donald Trump’s birthday parade was fucking stupid, which brought me much joy. But there was a rough downside to yesterday. It made the day really rough. My father had a slip and fall and ended up in the hospital. He’s not doing well. Tough decisions had to be made. As the oldest son in town, it landed on me. My mother and I consult each other on each decision, as my father’s decline continues. I t...

I’m having a hard morning. I’m really struggling right now. This blows. On the day of the biggest protest in American history, I’m having a hell of a time. More people will take to the streets today to protest a wannabe fascist dictator than another other in our nation’s history. I had my plans all set to be there to participate in it. Then my father fell this morning. He’s in the hospital. And I’...

Happy Friday, Everyone! I hope your weekend has started off well. It’s an important one. Not because of Donald Dick’s stupid small-dick-energy birthday/military parade tomorrow. To hell with that noise. Rumor has it that it might even be canceled, due to thunderstorms. Boy, that would piss him off. But I kind of hope he goes forward with it, anyway. And gets hit by lightning. Unlikely, but a fella...

Man, that was badass! We sure had a wonderful time with the Mouthy Militia and K.R. Byers ’ subscribers. Talk about a bunch of fun. Even Libby the Mooch enjoyed herself. Especially when she was digging into my pocket, where her peanut butter bone was hidden. *Note to self: Next time, put it in the left pocket. Thank you all for joining us, commiserating about Donald DoucheLord, and chatting about...

Y’all… Man, did I really do it good this time. I wrote a piece earlier today that was meant to be funny. Satire. A tongue-in-cheek humor article about what it would look like if I suddenly changed my writing style. If I had to praise Trump rather than roast him, to keep my freedom. It was silly. It was humorous. And it fucking pissed me off. I felt disgusted by the end of it. Even though I feel I...

Can you feel it? The wind of change. Electricity in the air. There’s a storm coming. We have rainy weather and thunder here where I live. I could sense it last night as things became blustery. Libby the Mooch isn’t a fan, but I sure am. I love it when the weather is active. When change is near. And we’re about to see it happen here in the United States. Protests are forming, and people are angry....

Goddamn, I sure wish there was a Heaven and Hell. More so, the latter of the two. I hate the idea that people with dogshit souls like Trump just get to die and that’s the end of it. That motherfucker should be suffering for eternity. He should be made to pay for his many, many sins. I found myself rooting for there to be a Hell today. Sadly, I’m a man of logic. I don’t base my beliefs on far-fetch...

Well, it finally happened last night. I spent time with my in-laws for the first time in about five years. We decided we’d give it a go after several years of bad blood between us. We had our reasons, certainly. I’m not big on forgiveness when it comes to people hurting my family. But I’m trying. Recently reaching my 50s, I’m trying to work on some of my character flaws. Though I don’t regret defe...

The rollercoaster of my mental health has bottomed out today. I’m so tired of Donald Trump’s bullshit. And it’s getting old, writing about and podcasting about his daily fuckery. I try to get creative with it and attempt to be humorous in the way I roast him. But it’s a lot to handle. Some days are worse than others. Today is one of those days. In this episode, I discuss my feelings about aging, s...

I’m not a fan of lawbreaking, gaslighting, racist fuckwits. So, people like Donald Trump, GOP politiicans, ICE, Christofascists, and MAGA voters can fuck right off. I refuse to support anything remotely close to fascism. Racism, bigotry, sexism, and homophobia are wrong. I’ll never support anyone who votes for those who oppress others. You’re not welcome at my dinner table and around my family. In...

Holy Christ in a straitjacket. Someone fit these two lunatics for an “I Love Me” coat. Preferably, one for each of them, not shared. I don’t think they could stand being in the same room together right now, let alone a padded cell. At this point, I’d take any type of cage where you can lock the door and leave them to rot. I’m sure you’ve heard of this latest fuckery from the MAGA world by now. Tru...

What’s up, Y’all! Thank you so much to the 400+ who joined us on our Substack Live. It was badass to do one with my close friend of 12 years, K.R. Byers . We just had to weigh in on this latest Elon Musk/Donald Trump breakup drama. Once Elon brought up Jeffrey Epstein, the gloves came off, and it was time to battle. Those two are FUCKED. And it’s really starting to show. I can’t wait to see how it...

Good afternoon, Y’all! I had a thought earlier about dating, marriage, MAGA, and Trump. Talk about several things that just don’t mix well. But it made me curious, the more I thought about it. I just don’t see MAGA men having nearly as many good prospects regarding romance as non-Trump-loving men. If I were a woman, a fella being a MAGA supporter would be an instant dealbreaker. But we’re all diff...

Le Sigh… What a day. Ever take your vehicle in to get a few minor things repaired, only to find out they want $2500 to really set you straight? Yeah. On a 2007 Dodge Ram pickup. And this is a reputable repair shop. One that we’ve used at least 3 or 4 times on a few different family vehicles. I’d never seen a repair estimate so high before. I blame Trump’s Taco Tariffs. I don’t know if that’s reall...

At least I’m not writing this one from a hospital. Man, Y’all, it’s been a day. It actually started last night and moved into this afternoon. Several things happened that made it feel like a dark cloud has been hanging over me. My mental health hasn’t been optimal lately. But I’ll get over it. I always do. Let me tell you about the bullshit things that have happened lately. Talking my way through...