I never understood social media. It always felt dirty to use. Like I have a Facebook and Instagram, the former because inertia and latter because the first. But I literally never use them, unless it's the marketplace
I'm on bed rest due the fluid on my lungs, old house had black mold, and DC is a cess pit of vile scummery. My energy is flagging, I need sleep, but I have to stay awake, Dr's orders.
I am officially persona non grata at a local club in my town. Apparently being confident to call the speaker a dumbass when he is espousing flat earther bs is mean and uncaring for his feelings. Suddenly I realized, there are a lot of dumb people in a smart man's club
Started writing a Naruto fanfiction, it grew, now I'm writing a Naruto Inspired fiction that based in its own original world, but with elements borrowed
Historical novels are funny. Read part of one set in Austria... the guy was rocking the vernable Needle rifle in around a year with breech loader cannons. That part was cool. And I could look past him marrying his first cousin because Medieval era... but then he started after his little sister.
I'm fat... like fat bastard's skinny brother, needs to buy extra seat fat. Why the fuck can I run 2 miles with no trouble, but my calestinic... friend can't make it a mile without damn near dieing. Like bro, you're in shape, I'm not, out do me.
My favorite question for Know-it-alls is "will the Lakers win the Superbowl". It's a simple and effective way of saying no shit Sherlock without the getting it.

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