I, Robot Slut
I’ve been on Bluesky’s waitlist for more than two months, twiddling my thumbs on the couch with Mahomet, Jugdish, Sidney, and Clayton.
"No matter how cynical I get, I can’t keep up.” — Lily Tomlin
It’s all stuff
I’ve been on Bluesky’s waitlist for more than two months, twiddling my thumbs on the couch with Mahomet, Jugdish, Sidney, and Clayton.
As for diving on the Titanic, I’m a member of Team Hell No.
My Father’s Day was lovely, as, I hope, was yours.
My name is Paul and I’m a watch nerd.
Donna’s at her annual sewing guild retreat, partying with friends, free from the demands of kitchen, hearth, husband, and dogs.
I grew up around nasty bigots like Greg Abbott. They filled the pews of the Southern Baptist churches my mother dragged me to. They are the reason I’m an atheist today.
This morning I looked up shiggy in the Urban Dictionary. Turns out I was pretty close.
The difference I speak of is the level of noise in our house, which has gone from Fast & Furious in Dolby Surround Sound to distant birds chirping in trees on the far side of an alpine meadow.