A wonderful tale of graffiti and wombats. Thanks, Odie!
It’s been a while since I felt any positivity for the future. Thanks daughter of someone I’ve never heard of before on Twitter: Girl doing Sarah Cooper doing Trump
I don’t know what this is, but I suggest we try it next year instead of Christmas.
We may have gone overboard this year. To be fair, we let this tradition lapse for a couple of seasons, so maybe we’re just catching up.
I’m going to print out this tweet and duct tape it to my wall.
If I learned one thing in 2018, it’s that I don’t have nearly enough holes in my pants to be cool.
Here’s your new favorite sport. Baseball, but Finnish. You’re welcome.
I’m not sure what compels someone to use the self car wash at 6:15 am in 45 F weather. It’s a quality that I certainly don’t have. I salute your dedication to cleanliness, fellow traveler!
One of my least favorite things about people using their cell phones on the train is being forced to listen to half of a conversation.
So major props to the guy sitting behind me who has his phone on speaker mode so I get to hear the whole thing.
So I was just wondering, what did we decide about science today? Are we still going to do that stuff? Or did we resign ourselves to die of preventable diseases, ruin the earth for the kids, and generally turn back into neanderthals.
I’m ok with it either way, but please let me know soon. If we decided to be dummies, I’m going to sleep in on Monday.