I make things in my spare time so I don’t tell people to go to hell during my work time. These things are not quite the same.

I didn’t realize Siri and the cats were conspiring. Yesterday I went into the living room to investigate a ruckus and found one of my cats sitting on the couch while the home pod in the window sill was playing Mumford and Sons.

I offset the gains from my one cup of coffee by chasing it with a sugar free Monster. Balance.

That, uh, was definitely a hard ‘r’ there. Jesus Christ.

I suspect this is similar to how someone is going to find my carcass.

Well. The administration would be consistently brain wormy I guess.

It’s captivating, really. I can’t stop looking at it.

Looks like that one in the background is next.

He always looks so confused in his photos.

Bone Spurs McShart can only buy one of those medals like his buddies the Adelsons did so of course he thinks it’s better.

Combat on Atari 2600.

lol fair. My Subaru and I just migrated from Colorado to the east coast. Your description made me miss home.

Colorado?

Secretary of Trichinella has a nice ring to it.

I laughed way harder at this than I probably should have.

My nana used to have a collection of spoons in holders like this in her dining room. Thanks for the double hit of nostalgia and serotonin.

Goddamn, I love that speech every time I hear or read it.

Edit: unsaladed the thing.

The photo is kinda creeping me out in ways that I don’t have words for. Did someone leave the Necronomicon open again?

You know, maybe I’m getting old but I remember a time when the Republican Party wasn’t running on a platform that consists of nothing but batshit crazy. I’ve never been a Republican but there was some semblance of sanity there and not this soup sandwich of bathrooms and genitals. Jfc.

Tim Walz, America’s Dad.