

Looks like a war on Xmas right there
SOCIAL media? I’m getting too old for this shit.


Looks like a war on Xmas right there


She might just think waiters and waitresses are scumbags. Though even if they meant deserve, she probably still thinks that. Man, what an absolute hangnail she is.


I have a magnet that says that.


…ORGANIZED MY COWORKERS AND SEIZED THE MEANS OF PRODUCTION!!!


That’s why you’ve gotta work hard on keeping Christ in Christmas: he keeps running away to play with the pagans. Next thing you know, he’s balls deep in Easter again.


The Adventures of Superman, Dick Tracy, The Green Hornet


Don’t forget penis whittling


If you lived in the southern US, there’s a slim chance the answer would be something along the lines of heritage/history and a much slimmer chance of that actually being the reason because the person is just that stupid or clueless. If you’re anywhere else in the world, the answer is always racism, no matter what. Is the cake some sort of joke perhaps? The South in the Civil War certainly was (former Southerner here)


That sounds like something a marketer would say. GET ‘EM, BOYS!! brought to you by Pepperidge Farm. Pepperidge Farm: Remember when we did the “remember when” thing? Pepperidge Farm remembers.


But he IS an above-average punching bag


Are you L Ron Hubbard?


Companies will never admit it. They’ll drive this shit right into the ground and keep digging


We should help them look for the old font. Release the Epstein files so we can proofread it for you.


A Hongdian M2 fountain pen. It’s just under $20 and is perfectly pocket-sized. Nice and heavy and the cap screws on for when you get fidgety. I just decided to get into sketching, so I got the bent tip and it’s glorious. You’ll need to get them some ink too. I went simple with the Hongdian black for around $10. If you know their favorite color, you can do that instead. So about $30 for two stocking stuffers that will set them on a journey. Even though I got it to sketch with, I use it all the time for writing too. And now I want ALL THE FOUNTAIN PENS.
“All I want for Christmas is You,” but only from March to August.
Edit: Except for the 4th of July, which is a twelve minute version of the National Anthem.
Brawndo. It mutilates my thirst and, as a bonus, it’s got what plants crave.
I’d call that boomer-adjacent. You think you should be able to, but boomers believe you actually can.


There’s a lot for people to read out there, people keep writing. There’s a lot for people to listen to out there, people keep making music. There’s a lot for people to see out there, people keep making music, television, and art. Somehow artists keep getting read, listened to, and seen.
A lot of people are saying just write. Narrow that down ‘cause that can be overwhelming in its own right. First stop trying to write whatever you’re trying to write and write something totally different. Trying to write the next great science fiction novel? Write an essay about a factual historical subject. Trying to write a definitive work of scientific theory? Write a few haikus about romance. Trying to write your manifesto to show the world the truth? Okay, maybe stick with the writer’s block there.
Basically the writer’s block will or already has turned into a spiraling rut that’s going to get worse until you break it. You don’t get out of the path by following the path. Turn around and go the other way for a bit until you find some level ground.
And now that I’ve written this comment, I’ve broken my own writer’s block and can get back to writing hardcore erotic poetry in iambic pentameter. Pardon me while I try to make facial rhyme with glacial.
Nice try, IRS.