Some men show love and affection through jewelry and flowers. Some men buy houses and cars. I showed my love through eating.
Put tires on my road bike that are 3 millimeters wider (25 to 28 mm), so I could ride on a little dirt. What did I get? A berating from two "expert" trail users.
I sometimes worry about my mental health. I'm lying in bed and I get these manic ideas of social research about spatial awareness or even how to save the world. You know bullshit theories. This is a good one.
It took me 10 minutes to decide the •% symbols were the best to replace "uc" in fucking. I had never used symbols to cover up letters in a dirty word before. If I'm going to use a dirty word, I want the full effect.
Email: Subject Line: [My favorite password]
Holy fucking shit, I've been hacked.
Ignorance can be bliss.
I wish I had never learned the "breed" name for my little pandemic puppy.
I've had dogs that liked me, but they always "loved" other people. This past few weeks I found a dog that actually loves me. If I'm lucky, for the next 15 years, I won't be able to take a shit by myself.
It took almost 20 years, but I have a new favorite joke.
My old favorite still makes me laugh, but not nearly as hard as it used to (be -- a common condition at my age).
For the first time in 35 years together, the Bear and I are doing a little bit of hoarding.
I know what you are thinking, and fuck you. It's just a little bit of hoarding, and it's not for us.
Just when I think Americans and their leaders are so fucked-up, the country hardly deserves to survive, we do something as a group I can finally salute.