Realizing that some of my inexplicable sadness about the Artemis II stuff is that it feels like a trans-dimensional communication from an America that took a different path and chose joy instead of fear and hate.

My college roommate and I "splurged" on Michelob (pre-ultra.)

That's home. That's us.

This image of home just came down from the Artemis II crew.

Taken after their translunar injection burn, there are aurorae at top right and lower left, and zodiacal light at lower right.

Credit: NASA/Reid Wiseman

I went down the rabbit hole and laughed til I cried.

Our city is beautiful.

C'mon Zags. Fire up!!

Xander Harris, like the man who created him, and like the actor who played him, was a flawed character. But Xander and all of Sunnydale's Scoobies mean so much to me. Saved my life, really. This is sad.

Fuggin ugly but I'll take it. #GoZags

TGF wearing the Chet Holmgren's in the second half.

🤣🤣🤣 My boss has had a rough week so I won't gloat TOO much. But, 🤣 nonetheless.

I sadly, have yet to watch a single second of basketball today. ☹️ Stupid week for work to implode with a "crisis."

In a meeting today, my boss said he had a work obligation on Saturday, but he didn't mind because he wouldn't have to watch the Zags lose to BYU. Apparently I made a face. #GoZags

This Big South Championship game is bonkers. Absolute chaos.

You'll be hanging out with Father Pham!

Wow, great seats! Have fun. We're coming to Vegas but decided we can't spend the $$ on tickets, but lots of sports books to watch from, and can still enjoy the atmosphere. #GoZags

I have a vague recollection that a couple of years ago, the coaches asked for more days between games. But if that's what this is, it doesn't necessarily explain the randomness.

See ya faker.

And it's getting much worse.

Yeesh, these foul calls.

Off work early, three day weekend in front off me, French 75 in hand, Schitt's Creek re-runs playing. At this moment, I feel ok.

america could be such a cool fucking place if we’d just let it be

It would be great if a bunch of people went and bought American Idiot this week.

Someone tell me when it's over and I can turn pregame back on.

Holy crap....

Good thoughts to you and your mom (and the Zags.) Remember to be kind to yourself.

Today sucks.

I love this poem and it definitely met the circumstances. My dad was a pilot (for himself, not professionally) and he quoted this nearly every time he flew. We had it read at his celebration of life last fall.

Coooooooooop!!

For no reason whatsoever, my thoughts right now go to a scene from Christmas Vacation:
Margo: I hope he falls and breaks his neck.
Todd: Oh, I'm sure he'll fall. But I don't think we're lucky enough for him to break his neck.