People have been diagnosing Trump via grainy photograph and screengrab for nearly a decade but I’m sure this time it’s something.
People have been diagnosing Trump via grainy photograph and screengrab for nearly a decade but I’m sure this time it’s something.
Do not recommend a twelve and a half hour drive day.
Grimsby Town!
Sat in the breakfast area of a Hampton Inn today and overheard three silver-haired white women talk about how great it is that Trump is bringing chip manufacturing back to the US.
I’ve been so out of the posting loop and when I drop in occasionally I think maybe we are making ourselves miserable doing this. Like, I think this is worse maybe.
Perfect night for Angel City FC.
Anyway, saw this dog today.
Been away from social media for a minute, and coming back I’m a little concerned that the water we’re all in is very hot, my fellow frogs.
Honestly for me personally this whole past week can fuck itself forever.
Spotty, you ate a million mysteries off the ground and loved every one of them. You were afraid of the rain and the dark. You were always there with us, wherever we went. You will be missed.
So there’s some dude at the White House with a can of gold spraypaint whose entire job is to spray whatever Michaels-ass styrofoam piece of chintz gets delivered that day and then glue it to the wall?
Oh do you think?
Perfect night to cheer for Edgewater FC.
I regret to inform you that the Cheez-It Pizza was good, actually.
I wrote six short scenes from the life of Hulk Hogan. From Wrestlemania III to the RNC. In reverse. dansinker.com/posts/202…
Don’t let anyone ever tell you that America wasn’t already great.
Just went to Brookfield, Illinois to play at the world’s largest arcade and it was completely mind-blowing and overwhelming and amazing in all the best possible ways.
I wrote a post about visiting the last stamp store in Chicago and living a life that’s fun, but worthless. I really like this one, hope you do too. dansinker.com/posts/202…
Is there a picture of the pube-signature yet or are we just going by description still
While the Washington Post continues its decline let’s remember that just earlier this year some clown in management set a goal of getting 200 million readers, an impossible number that will never happen.
Went to sell my dad’s stamp collection today and the store was full chaos mode and the guy had a waxed mustache and gave me $25 and said “these are fun but worthless” and the whole thing was so perfect, an A+ end.
There might not be a more vividly nostalgic smell than Coppertone sunscreen.
Everything is a lot. Here are three places I’m escaping to, if only for a brief moment on the internet. dansinker.com/posts/202…
there was a point not that long ago where “people sitting in their cars yelling about shit” was not a normal content type and honestly I think we should go back to that
Sometimes I am sad and sometimes I am numb but mostly I am very, very angry.