My favorite Mack Bolan novel is the one where he goes on vacation in Iceland, and the KGB tries to kill him by forcing vodka down his throat. He just wanted to do a little kayaking. I've wanted to go to Iceland ever since I read that book.

Listening to Cake while playing CS2 on lowest resolution setting possible, because I don't have Doom on this machine.

My dog still doesn't like me trimming his nails, but this is so much easier than the snips.

I haven't posted anything on Twitter since April, but be assured I have been reading your posts. Time flies doesn't it.