Wait. What?

So last night the Ents started marching in on me. I have the beard, but I am not Saruman.

A more relatable version of a meme floating around. At least to some folks (that poor half-a-goldie!)

Time, like space, creates different cultures. Today few picture anybody dining with six round cutlery.

All I can think of when I see that.

Space Ghost Coast to Coast: 2025 is weird. I do like Brak with a mustache. Moltar Muratori is better than the original, IMO.

I beg to differ: canned peaches, in fact, exist *specifically* to substitute for fresh cut peaches. That is really the only reason they exist as a concept.

No one expects the for loop that says 'ni'!

A local gamer broke both legs and I have a bad flu (I jokingly say I caught from a friend who is an epidemiologist for the Department of Health, but the timing is off). As I host three game nights a week in my house, the cancelling has caused waves... and spawned this in the Nashville Gamer Chat:

Not even a `p build &&` there. That's what happens when you're updating production while you have a terrible flu. (Okay, it's also a personal site I can have down for awhile, and I just changed around some config stuff, but don't do this otherwise).

I seem to be in the "foodie" corner of this BS, so: boneless, skinless chicken thigh on five seed one carb toast with chipotle salsa, a slice of cheese, and smoked brisket seasoning. Yolks, melted cheese, and salsa make it sloppy. Broccoli and radish with salt, pepper, and a touch of curry.