I’m certain your fingerprint isn’t on my passport.

I feel special, now.

Incontheivable!

Place your bets now!

No, it was the Waffle House.

Tricky parts:

My water heater is, by code, on a two-foot high platform. Fortunately, it’s in the garage. I had the new water heater delivered. The delivery guy was a scrawny little guy maybe 70 years old. He was game to take it out of the back of his truck alone, and I think he could have done it, but I helped. I felt sorry for the guy, but he seemed happy enough.

I pushed the old heater off the platform and let it crash to the floor, and used my dolly (the one with wheels) to put it at the curb for pick-up.

I built a ramp up to the platform and shoved/rotated/walked the new heater up the ramp into position.

I tried the peanut butter thing when I was a teen. My dog wouldn’t do it.

Is this over-sharing? I never know.

There are better things to do with your time.

But, not much better.

Her name is M3gan. It’s awkward.

Did you invite them in for tea?

You get invited to a party, people have cameras, they ask you to put your arm around the waist of a complete stranger, it happens. Was I supposed to say “no”? That would be rude.

The weird and wonderful world of humans.

TIL

Also, I want to see what I assume is a pink body-con skirt. I wonder if he has also enhanced that region.

This is the reason I bought a dolly.

… without giving Trump his cut.

Welding, basket weaving, what’s the difference? You’re doing things with your hands, you’re underwater, it’s quiet, and people are paying you.

“It looks to me like she’s breaking with Trump because she knows the ship is sinking, has found out the truth,” he said.

“It looks to me…” like I can get some news cycle time if I make spurious statements about this with zero evidence.

I mean, they’re using AI for “polling” now so, why not?

This was fun.

So is pineapple. Fight me.