So we don’t know anything about the shooter, but I wonder if it was one of the contractors that Trump stiffed for millions of dollars? Or I wonder if it was one of the people he cheated with one of his “businesses?” Oh oh oh, or maybe Trump raped their daughter?
I know that the people who work the front desk at hotels are trained to ask you why you’re in town because some focus group decided that this is friendly and welcoming, but whenever they do I’m always tempted to answer “none of your fucking business.” I don’t, but I’m tempted.
I had trouble sleeping last night, and one of the times I woke up I realized I’d been dreaming about not being able to sleep. I want my fucking money back.
Talked to an old friend tonight who’s about as bad off as you can be and still be alive. I suppose the difference between me and some people is that what this brought to mind wasn’t gratitude that I’m doing better, but concern for how the political landscape might affect him in November.
WTF. The electric company in Texas doesn't have a map of outages so people have been using the Whataburger App to figure out who lost power. This is like when Homer was using the Krusty Burger map when they got lost at sea.
I got fifty bucks that says the GOP will be claiming that liberals wrote Project 2025 by this time next week.
Can we all agree that “he should step aside” is the new “but her emails”? Let’s go ahead and put this one in the rearview so that Putin’s guys have to puzzle out the next stupid thing to amplify.
When you search for “Bluesky” in the App Store, the first result is (I shit thee not) Truth Social. I’d like to think that Steve Job would be really angry about this but he probably wouldn’t. This is what we get for tolerating billionaires.
I'm amused that my profile picture, which is the artwork from a card on a boardgame that I'm working on, has apparently been flagged as "obscene" by BS's algorithm. I'm assuming because Georgia O'Keeffe.