Given that I only ever talked about Phoenix existing makes no goddamn sense offline it is uncanny how my people just find me.

Nothing like working up a sweat doing yardwork on a cold, wet morning to start the day feeling a bit miserable.

In the Battle of Britain the RAF had both one of the finest air force generals of WW2 (Hugh Dowding) and one of the worst air force generals of WW2 (Leigh Mallory). Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.

I had forgotten what a feed without content mill slop looks like. Soothing.