I have two sons, both of whom were gifted a Tennessee sportsman license at birth by my folks. They never contributed to either 529, but we got that fishing license problem covered.

Getting paid to trigger someone else’s shitty parent is a great thing.

LMAO oh my god. OH MY GOD

I guess this is just the way things are now but Rolling Stone never mentions Memphis once. The record that put him on the map is called "Songs from the Daily Planet"

The Daily Planet was at the corner of Park and Highland in Memphis. Moon Dog's was in Frazier for fucks sake. Whatever, nobody cares.

I also love the guys who make videos about the impending stock market crash. You know you found a real one if there are 20 near-identical thumbnails with impact text that say “ITS OVER” with some weird typo occasionally thrown in for flavor. These channels all have 957 million followers.

Take all the sad John Hartford songs you’ve ever heard and put them with all the sad Nick Drake songs and then add in some Jason Molina and then…

Today is not the day for this

I saw an old laptop on a shelf the other day and installed bazzite on it just for shits and giggles. I think it's got an 8th gen i5 in it, so it's plenty powerful for streaming media from two rooms away. They use different wireless networks so I had to connect them through tailscale. Too much fun.

Getting fired from the Aldi because my innate drive for customer service kept my scans per minute at 50% of the expected rate

I worked at Home Depot in the 90's and we were required to do this type of nonsense. You weren't allowed to point a customer toward an item, you had to walk them to the location like they were a puppy. In my experience, tradespeople didn't really love being treated like puppies.