And I’m STILL not sure if …

Yeah. I am.

I’m laughing so fucking hard right now.

I’m … not sure I’m interpreting this correctly …

Sorry, maybe I’m misunderstanding your comment.

I don’t fucking know. Or if it even fucking matters anymore.

And then hang him.

I am considering self-immolation.

I’m very sad to have to remove bacon from some neighborhood Thanksgiving plans to accommodate the heathens.

Man, I love bacon.

The Full-On MAGATS LOVE that shit talk. Because they are shit people.

I have a film on the dash display of the car I bought over two years ago. I didn’t even realize it for many months, but I’m scared to try removing it now. I should have asked them to remove it last time it was in for service, but I forgot/was embarrassed.

I so miss academia. I wish I had followed that path.

I can’t believe I’m shocked.

An absolutely disgusting person is our president. AGAIN.

Might take five. But that’s it.

Same.

Same, brother.

AI can never replace the human soul, whatever that is. I was a musician in my earlier life, and there is something so human about the arts and how it interprets humanity that is impossible to replicate. I always think of Jodie Foster’s line in the movie “Contact” - “They should have sent a poet.”

Take the win.