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I'm pretty sure the current timeline is being orchestrated by Vince McMahon.
June 6, 2025 at 3:52 PM
I'm pretty sure the current timeline is being orchestrated by Vince McMahon.
I can't help but read Melania's bitcoin $melania as
"Smellonia."
No thanks.
"Smellonia."
No thanks.
January 20, 2025 at 4:04 AM
I can't help but read Melania's bitcoin $melania as
"Smellonia."
No thanks.
"Smellonia."
No thanks.
As a retailer for 45 years, every Christmas season there is a moment when I think: "They've cancelled Christmas!"
And every year, Christmas arrives as scheduled.
And every year, Christmas arrives as scheduled.
December 24, 2024 at 6:13 PM
As a retailer for 45 years, every Christmas season there is a moment when I think: "They've cancelled Christmas!"
And every year, Christmas arrives as scheduled.
And every year, Christmas arrives as scheduled.
Welcome to Panicked Father Day. And brother/sister-thinking-maybe-they-should-get-something-after-all-day. And store owner finally able to relax enough to feel a little Christmas Spirit day.
December 24, 2024 at 3:54 PM
Welcome to Panicked Father Day. And brother/sister-thinking-maybe-they-should-get-something-after-all-day. And store owner finally able to relax enough to feel a little Christmas Spirit day.
Two noteworthy days in my life.
The day I threw a pickle at my Dad, yelling, "It's just a pickle!"
And the day I found myself saying to my own kids, "Don't eat all the pickles!"
The day I threw a pickle at my Dad, yelling, "It's just a pickle!"
And the day I found myself saying to my own kids, "Don't eat all the pickles!"
December 22, 2024 at 5:46 PM
Two noteworthy days in my life.
The day I threw a pickle at my Dad, yelling, "It's just a pickle!"
And the day I found myself saying to my own kids, "Don't eat all the pickles!"
The day I threw a pickle at my Dad, yelling, "It's just a pickle!"
And the day I found myself saying to my own kids, "Don't eat all the pickles!"
Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Hardy, Har har!
December 20, 2024 at 7:51 PM
Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Hardy, Har har!
For lo, the ancient prophecy is fulfilled: the squirrels are coming for our nuts!
December 19, 2024 at 4:05 PM
For lo, the ancient prophecy is fulfilled: the squirrels are coming for our nuts!
I've been fired from taking care of the one houseplant that was my responsibility. Time to turn in my green thumb.
December 6, 2024 at 8:41 PM
I've been fired from taking care of the one houseplant that was my responsibility. Time to turn in my green thumb.
The oligarchs are gonna be beefing up security.
December 4, 2024 at 5:37 PM
The oligarchs are gonna be beefing up security.
I remember a time when Oregon football was so bad, it was seriously contemplated dropping them from the Pac10.
November 27, 2024 at 7:21 PM
I remember a time when Oregon football was so bad, it was seriously contemplated dropping them from the Pac10.
Finishing my 4th David Gemmell book and I'm getting tired of his shtick.
I think he might be the kind of writer I read every 6 months, not 4 books in a row.
I think he might be the kind of writer I read every 6 months, not 4 books in a row.
November 17, 2024 at 5:33 PM
Finishing my 4th David Gemmell book and I'm getting tired of his shtick.
I think he might be the kind of writer I read every 6 months, not 4 books in a row.
I think he might be the kind of writer I read every 6 months, not 4 books in a row.
Banned book lists look my high school syllabus.
November 15, 2024 at 9:57 PM
Banned book lists look my high school syllabus.
Why oh why did you leave us, Bill Watterson?
November 15, 2024 at 6:15 PM
Why oh why did you leave us, Bill Watterson?
Well, the horror crowd has come over en masse.
November 15, 2024 at 2:55 AM
Well, the horror crowd has come over en masse.
Twitter was always so overwhelming to me, I stayed away. I'm taking this Bluesky thing slowly. Small number of followers is just fine.
November 15, 2024 at 2:44 AM
Twitter was always so overwhelming to me, I stayed away. I'm taking this Bluesky thing slowly. Small number of followers is just fine.
The New York Times seems to live in some sort of dreamland where things are normal, business as usual.
November 14, 2024 at 7:25 PM
The New York Times seems to live in some sort of dreamland where things are normal, business as usual.
Matt Gaezt? Is this reality?
Hey, sweetie, am I in a coma? Pinch me, to make sure.
Oh, darn. I was sort of hoping for the world that I was...
Hey, sweetie, am I in a coma? Pinch me, to make sure.
Oh, darn. I was sort of hoping for the world that I was...
November 14, 2024 at 1:07 AM
Matt Gaezt? Is this reality?
Hey, sweetie, am I in a coma? Pinch me, to make sure.
Oh, darn. I was sort of hoping for the world that I was...
Hey, sweetie, am I in a coma? Pinch me, to make sure.
Oh, darn. I was sort of hoping for the world that I was...