It Matters
What matters? Where you put the apostrophe.
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What matters? Where you put the apostrophe.
Canned laughter. Who does that any more?
We didn’t watch Trump’s state of the union speech last night and after hearing about it I’m glad we didn’t. Of course everyone’s talking about it on Facebook and Twitter, so it’s not like we missed much.
I swear, these God-bothering scolds keep padding their lists.
Lest we forget, Hillary Clinton won nearly three million more votes than Donald Trump. American voters were ready for a woman president in 2016. I would say we’re even more ready in 2020 than we were in 2016 (but I think we’re going to get Joe Biden).
On-on to 2020, dear friends, and another decade of blogging at Paul’s Thing!
Seven days, baby. Have you finished your shopping?
A friend gently hinted I’d gone a bit overboard on Facebook and Instagram with kitchen photos, to which I responded, “Well, if you can’t have fun with social media, what’s it even for? Oh, right … handing your personal information over to faceless corporations to use in targeted advertising.”