

Trolling and doxxing are a big part of it. A lot of people (not me, obviously) don’t want to share anything real online if it’s going to be used against them.
I like American music. Do you like American music? I like American music, too.
Other versions of me:


Trolling and doxxing are a big part of it. A lot of people (not me, obviously) don’t want to share anything real online if it’s going to be used against them.


8, or thereabouts. I want to understand why they think the way they do, but I’m not willing to give platform to hate or harmful ideologies, especially ones I already understand well. You gotta meet people where they’re at, but at the same time, if you step into the pigpen the stink stays on you.


Seems unlikely.


Cheeseburger pizza - beef, pickles, grilled onions, french fries, cheddar /mozz blend
Taco pizza - carnitas, pickled red onions, sour cream, grilled seranno, chihuahua / mozz blend
PB&J - Figs and pistachios, drizzled with lemon-infused balsamic
I prefer to brush my teeth outside on the porch when possible.
I got a beesting right on my penis once, and the only thing that helped was a compress of baking-soda based toothpaste. It does, indeed, feel weird and uncomfortable, but it beats the hell out of an itchy, painful beesting.
It’s a better height than the toilet.
I met my wife at a festival.
Nah, I ain’t celebrating jerks who fought to preserve slavery.


They’re in the humidor. And by “humidor” I mean “Ziploc bag”. And by “Ziplock” I mean “Aldi knock-off zipper-seal”.


I do not have a document safe. We keep all those documents in a cigar box.
Much less likely.
Though I haven’t seen these RSS bots you complain about. Is this because you’re browsing ‘all’ instead of ‘subscribed’?


To me, that’s a contradiction in terms.
Growing corn isn’t enough; it takes a certain kind of attitude, and a certain kind of weather.


The Rust Belt


If a state isn’t at least partly in Central Time, it can’t be in the Midwest.
Obviously not all states in Central Time are in the Midwest, either, that’s just the lowest bar.
“Wunch time is OVER! Bam, got it both ways.”


The lower bound is sharing a meal together.
neither pizza nor sandwich, sorry
If you can’t tell the difference between pasta and pastry I don’t know what to tell you.
Probably Black Mirror then.