I can’t remember what it was called, but I basically stopped playing some casual “marbles playing capture the flag” web-based game because the competitive players were toxic. I’m like, okay Braylen, I just popped in because something reminded me I like CTF games. I do not have the maps memorized or the twitch of a bored teenager. Fuckin’ chill, please.

Why do you think I still live in Texas?

I mean, horses are mammals that sweat. It probably mostly works fine, but between lower stakes for the manufacturer, different dietary needs between taxonomic Orders, and our Rebel friend’s apparent decision-making, I think we’re pretty close to [email protected] territory. I’m particularly concerned that the copper sulfate and manganese sulfate may not be where you’d like them.

Judge for yourself.

And yet very possibly not the worst person nominated for that specific vacancy.

Samuel Alito, a federal judge on the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Third Circuit, was nominated four days after her withdrawal and subsequently confirmed.

When you had some hella good shareware to download, it was always such a letdown to hear the scratchy line downshift to a lower speed trying to find a stable connection.

This. For soft crumb American sandwich sliced bread, you want as little air circulation as possible, balanced only by not crushing the loaf. A bread box is a quaint place to toss the bread once you squish the air out, but without the bag it’s basically the same as the chaotic evil option.

Ghost pepper sky raisin.

I hope they got to the root of the problem.

Sorry. The poster says to give it the beans. 🤷

Literally. They are all forming some kind of axis… of evil…

Note to that Katalin Novák, part of Orban’s party, had to resign due to the fallout from pardoning an asshole who was in jail for pressuring child victims to withdraw their testimony against a literal pedophile.

As a humanities major, it strikes me as a perfectly plausible title for an overpriced 4000-level or Masters degree text in Medieval Studies. Probably also accompanied by three other similar sounding texts and a xeroxed (or PDF’d, these days) packet of random essays assembled by the professor 15 years ago.

That anus paper has an anus.

Reminds me of the Old 97’s re-write of a Dylan tune.

If you die fearing God

And painfully employed

You will not go to heaven

You’ll go to Champaign, Illinois

It’s either Svenborgia or Grenyarnia.

The boat, named Amidala, alerted the maritime rescue centre…

Sith Orca confirmed.

Now I want some big fat yeast rolls. Nobody else does them quite right.

Yep, that’s my takeaway from that.

Oh, also the JATO Guy story.

I used up all my taste acquisition credits coming around on coffee and tolerating alcohol at all. I have zero fucks left to give when it comes to training myself to like hops. The bitter little cancerous-asshole-looking motherfuckers may be necessary but I sure as hell don’t want the entire experience shaped by them.

Meanwhile, AliExpress…

Like I said, I didn’t do the actual paperwork, but it seemed intentionally thorough, maybe even verging on onerous, but not like they were trying to trick you. We did have to find every single birth or death or marriage certificate along the way, eventually landing on an actual Luxembourgish record matching the name and timeframe pretty closely, and because it was through a female line, she had to physically go to Luxembourg (she has trips to Amsterdam from time to time, so it wasn’t too bad). The whole process took a few months IIRC, and involved lots of emails, letters, and checks to various counties in Minnesota and North Dakota.