Magic 8-Ball Says: Four Wheels for You
For the first time since my teens, I can envision a future without a motorcycle in it.
Mass Delusion Is the Thing With Feathers
They say the Birds Aren’t Real “movement” is satirical, but so was Ivermectin, and look how that turned out.
Bread and Circuses
Note to self: never put food close to the edge of the countertops.
Another Year Shot To Hell
My calendar year starts on the first day of November, and ends on October 31st, Halloween. Show me a Halloween baby who doesn’t feel the same way, and I’ll show you a soulless robot programmed to go along with the crowd.
Car Dog, Carpal Dog, YCRT!
Mister B is the car dog.
Company, Critters, Controversy
… playing lets-pretend-it-didn’t-happen isn’t the way to go here. It’s lying, and will only fan the flames of culture war.
Notes From My Underground
No theme. No theme. You’re the theme.
Three-Dog Sunday
These guys: there’s always at least one with an ear turned inside out.