StovetopBookend
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When I made beautiful things, people oohed and aahed. Now I make real things and people ghost.
February 4, 2026 at 3:12 PM
When I made beautiful things, people oohed and aahed. Now I make real things and people ghost.
I used to love Groundhog Day. Today I watched the celebration from Gobbler’s Knob and was completely turned off by the shout out to the military, singing the national anthem, and fireworks. The propaganda doesn’t work on me anymore. And it ruined a fun, celebratory event.
February 2, 2025 at 1:19 PM
I used to love Groundhog Day. Today I watched the celebration from Gobbler’s Knob and was completely turned off by the shout out to the military, singing the national anthem, and fireworks. The propaganda doesn’t work on me anymore. And it ruined a fun, celebratory event.
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People tell me I’m expecting too much. I think I’m expecting the bare minimum, or at least what that was just a few years ago
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