My best guess as to the context of the one I just dug up is that I was watching #MSNBC and some a$$hat had no grasp of the obstructionist agenda.

I mean, I guess I'm done with Gluon ¯_(ツ)_/¯

#6DegreesOfKawinkidink

I'm fussing with converting this bag to hold my new golf clubs. I decide to give it a bit of shape with some 9 gauge steel wire. I'm taking the cores out of paracord and sliding in the wire as a replacement so as not to trash up the bag's appearance.

The paracord is being a bit of a beoch about sliding over the nontrivially thick wire. I think, "I wonder if it's worth heading to the garage and trying to figure out WTF ever happened to the grease I had (presumably intended for the chains of bicycles long since taken away by thine kings of junk)?" (yes, I do, in fact, embed parenthesized inline footnotes within my internal dialogue). While weighing the pros and cons of performing such a search (pros: it'd probably work; cons: f$&k that sh$t), the nice lady that lives in the back of my picture box informs me that we've lost our beloved Olivia.

#RestInPeacePinkLady

This one fails to impress, perhaps because it contains biographical references that require knowing me fairly well (and I'm the only person that could possibly get them all (since Jenn didn't know me in high school)), but I still f$&kin' dig it.

Okay, why do we call wrist and pocket clocks watches? If it was over an obsession for watching the time, English speaking humanity disappoints.

Someone find me a sentence where the word 'the' is required for properly transmitting intent or context. Yes, sh$t sounds weird without them; but, is anything actually lost in transmission?

Warning: if you bring me some #OhioState nonsense, you gettin' teased. #GoDawgs

I cringe each time I'm about to post sh$t I've already shown y'all. Why do I carry through? It may feel to me like y'all've already seen something; but, nine hundred ninety-nine times in a thousand y'all ain't. As it turns out, most of my time is spent talking to myself.

I do have some at-a-boys to hand out. They may become available towards the tail end of November, once the net positive can be weighed upon Anubis' scale against the net negative accrued by failing to recognize the bifurcated information ecosystem as the one rot to rule them all.

A lot of back patting over addressing some of the non-existential (to the American experiment) stuff. It's not about public relations, fellas (especially beneath a dual reality democracy where you're only pitching to folks whose vote you already have), it's about public service.

When @Apple engineers don't take into consideration how frequently you are walking your old, demented dog.

For the Micro.blog timeline folks, whose copy of that last post is of the shit-the-bed variety. Here's a link to the full post.

Listen, @RepSeanMaloney, it is not the bills you've passed. It's the ones you can't.

It is not your messaging. Your messaging has an effective reach of 0% with regard to folks whose vote you've not already secured.

We are not your base. We are The People. We are bubble one denizens and this is the War of the Bubbles. We united ourselves.

Past time, bud, for you to realize that the problem we face is not a nail…

for you to realize, even if Adam does not, where the good Republicans have gone…

for you to realize that what we shape now, is the path to the inevitable.

It's past time for the woke leadership to wake the f$&k up.

Every department turned over when Biden took office. Can we get a hand count of those that didn't frivolously dispose of records we all recognize ought have been preserved?

Also, f$&k that typo that made it through three copy/paste operations and five screenshots before being caught.

Actually, Gluon was the only app that f$&ked that up.

I bet there'd be fewer noise complaints had y'all better taste in music.

Given the number of years, now, since we electrified our strings, even your Grandma used to rock.

Your Grandma, especially, used to rock.

\m/,(> . <)_\m/

G0dd@mn character escapes. Imma get this

I bet there'd be fewer noise complaints had y'all better taste in music.

Given the number of years, now, since we electrified our strings, even your Grandma used to rock.

You Grandma, especially, used to rock.

\m/,(> . <)_\m/

I wanted more Gregory the gargoyle as a new pasture of peace in my life and less feeling like you just introduced me to a puppy and then sacrificed him before me upon the altar.

I can't believe it's been twenty years since he lost himself in the music, in the moment, since he owned it. He never ever let it go. He only got one shot and did not miss his chance to blow. That opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo.

Part of me thinks I should create an iOS shortcut for condensing character counts, the rest of me is all eat-a-d @Twitter.

For those reading my posts on the Micro.blog or Mastodon timeline, here's the presentation you're missing (this is from my site, it's similarly presented on Twitter) for lack of (or substandard) preview card handling.

4 folks not understanding the @RepLizCheney & @RepKinzinger faction, & how it relates 2 today's @GOP (which … if UR reading this, & U haven't read the essay (or its walkthrough), likely means U, bud (or buddette)).

I can already see how annoyed I'll be when the Dems narrowly hold this Nov (knock on fuckin' wood) & the norms & precedents crew mistakenly attributes this result 2 the Inflation Reduction Act rather than the fall of Roe.

Were you a reader, @MichaelSteele, you'd have known MAGA had become a thing of its own two years ago. This ain't a battle between political parties, bud. It's the War of the Bubbles.