I like to hike, and I do a lot of it here around Aspen. I also like to see mean old Joe Biden and his hillbilly grifter family humiliated. And I like to drink wine. And I like interacting with my readers.

I figured out a tasty blend of these amusing activities. But first, here’s my take on the election.

Last night’s softball interview with Democrat flack George Stephanopoulos did little to quell the calls for Joe to drop out in the wake of last week’s catastrophic 90-minute cognitive test, a test on which he crashed and burned and his ashes were buried. The pundits and oddsmakers put the odds of Joe dropping out at around 60% these days.

The calls to drop out are even coming from the Democrats. Of course, their motivation is not the good of the country. Their motivation is that he is now dragging down the down-ticket Democrat candidates. And their secondary motivation is that they want voters to forget their contention just weeks ago that Joe is “sharp as a tack.”

It’s tough to reconcile that contention with Joe’s 90-minute implosion – or with current statements coming out of the White House that he’s much less senile between 10 a.m. and 4 p.m. and that they’ll be sure to keep him under wraps altogether after 8 p.m.

The most damning thing from the Biden-opoulos interview was Joe’s reiteration that he refuses to take a cognitive test to confirm or refute the charges of senility.

Of course, that means he has indeed taken such a test and failed it, and so the White House has buried the results. At his age and demeanor, it would be medical malpractice for his physicians not to have administered such a test.  

Everyone knows all this. Senile Joe and “doctor” Jill and criminal Hunter are engaged in simple denial.

But they will eventually come around to the next stages of grief. They’re already showing some anger. Next will be bargaining – for pardons, book deals and the like. Then depression when they learn that none of that is available. And then, finally, acceptance.

I say it will all happen very soon because the Democrats are desperate and the time is short. Rehabilitating Kamala to be his replacement is a major project. It’s already started, but they need more time with her.

So, I predict that Joe will drop out tomorrow afternoon, July 7, during his awake time between 10 and 2. Specifically, I put it at 1:34 Eastern Times.

Make your own prediction! The person who gets closest wins a day of hiking and drinking with me near Aspen. Or, at your election, an evening of walking and drinking inside Aspen proper. (So-called friends have suggested that the second place prize should be two such outings with me, and the third place prize should be three.)

From the start, we can do our best Joe imitations. Such as “C’mon man!” if one of us falls behind and “Here’s the deal” for no particular reason and “Anyway” whenever we don’t know what to say.

Two hours into it, we can do our best wide-eyed, shuffling, stiff-legged gait imitating Joe. Four hours into it, we can do our best asleep-with-the-nuclear-codes imitation.  (Don’t worry, we’ll have a designated driver, and the codes will be cheap fakes.) All the while, we’ll enjoy taunting the Democrats of Aspen, of whom there are a great many but not many great.

Leave your predictions in the Comment Section below. (For consistency, use Eastern Time.)