Also, isn’t War on Drugs the new Dire Straits or was it just that one album?

#cryptic for today

Chronic masturbator during November: “This is killing me!” (1, 4, 2, 2)

This is Greg Schiano erasure and you damn well know it.

How it came out: displaying a bug which I am guessing is due to there being a pre-existing playlist with that name this time around.

Slackbot named Sandy asking Spotify to make a mix from Hot Chip, Tyler Childers, Harry Styles (damned kid!), Sturgill Simpson and Luke Slater.

I've been working on a Slack bot/ CLI for automating tasks for me and I am excited to see how this playlist comes out.

Trump Always Chickens Out

incel Gordon Lightfoot: “If You Could Breed My Line”.

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If you really think about it, going on a Mormon mission to convert non-white folks to The Proper Way of Thinking is basically the perfect way to cleanse your system of racist beliefs.

I'm not a good thinker though.

While I look forward to leaves growing on the trees to dial it back, I am enjoying the big dog (Brooks) running about protecting what he considers "our airspace" from large birds. Currently explaining the situation to a big crow that's easily 40' above him, giving it right back to him.

This time of year always puts me in wind of World War I: the yard looks like Flanders' fields after a battle and the snowmelt yields forbidden snacks that result in walls of mustard gas rolling off the dog at all times.

So those are words. That's a start. Care to put them in a sensible order?

Pfft, a scale model? How I am I gonna put a crate motor in that?

Y'all right there off-brand Andrew Tate AI?

Would they be able to win one … for the Gipper?

Any hope for the rest?

Not only some wild shit, but poor exterminator advice. Whaddya gonna do, put the rat on a level playing field and hope it doesn’t have any moves? Of course I’m gonna corner it, ya kid diddling eejit.

When even the Fox News true believers are holding onto that one sigh in case they don't get a second chance, it's not good. Many people are telling me this. They are saying, "No bueno" whatever that means.

Annie in better times. Like The Great Depression.

"It's a vibe-slop life/ for us!"

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt a fourth and short.

I mean, of course. It’s just any excuse to look wicked smaht on the Internet. Like if I knew any Shakespeare. We could sit on the ground and tell sad stories of the death of SEC Championships.

Jim!

I know, letting him coach LSU!

"We got college men, went to LSU/ went in dumb, come out dumb too"

Went to college with this guy who could _almost_ binge drink the clock around. He was my 18 hour brah.

How do they have so much time? You have to admire the level of organization and self-discipline to have an action plan titled "Dickheadery" with thousands of items and checking them off at light speed.

Got to sleep in and slept well, but the downside is someone moved everything in the world a 1/2" off where it's supposed to be and I am knocking everything over and dropping it on the floor.

A fake Tiger Beat cover staring Hugo Gonzalez because I am totes in love.

I thought no one could ever fill the Marcus Smart-sized hole in my heart, but I am starting to have feelings here.

Oh good. I am now surrounded by 4 retired white dudes and someone just turned on the TV. All car dealership TVs tune automagically to FoxNews in New Hampshire.

New old guy with a Chevy 2500 van with aftermarket cruise control (sounds safe), wants to now swap to GM because he just bought a Silverado and appreciates having the controls right at his thumb. I assume aftermarket cruise control is a set of weights from a chemistry class scale.

Car dealership never fails to entertain: one old guy advising another to try the chicken tenders at DQ given the deal and the fries which are "oh, I'd have to put 'em top 3". Fries were apparently lukewarm last time, but he put them on the dash heater on the way home and fixed 'em right up.