New music from Morphine is healing. Cannot wait for the full album.

How Apple Music thought a Chris Brown song was a good suggestion to continue on autoplay for a list that is mostly shoegaze I have no idea but it certainly let me know how well that tool works, which is not at all.

This song always makes me giggle. Because I’m 13. youtu.be/KW-kGf7N8Tw?...

Bum Bag - Ice Bath ft. @wimhof1 (Official Music Video)

YouTube video by Bum Bag

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AI accidentally made me believe in the concept of a human soul by showing me what art looks like without it. -- beultra_warrior

Much like Jim Oberweis, I fear we haven’t heard the last of Darren Bailey. At least Oberweis had the decency to move to Florida so he could lose there instead.

I once knew a girl who refused to eat candy that had conveyor belt marks on the bottom. She went to Harvard. Point is, you’re weird as hell and that’s ok.

Is it too late to become a raging alcoholic?

Having fun are we? Well we’ve got a tax for that!

Juncos have arrived!

My interests in what, exactly?

Apple Music now really wants me to listen to Erasure. Like, a lot.

Not like I’m running out to buy a Mercedes ever but this kinda crap is so damn tiresome.

Ninajirachi. That’s it, that the post.

Ice cream is never the enemy. Ice cream just wants to be your friend.

Pizza is never the enemy. Pizza just wants to be your friend.

I’d be more likely to buy solo stove accessories if they weren’t typically twice the price of the actual pit itself.

Stop this damn ride, I need to get off.

I’m looking forward to a retirement far, far away from people who mow their lawn 24/7. In fact, I don’t want a lawn where I’m going.

I have to do drywall tomorrow. Pray for me.

I will never understand folks whose music playlists are all obscure video game soundtracks. That stuff gives me an instant headache.

I’m honestly not sure which joke will die first, if at all. Variants of Deez Nuts or the more cowbell thing. I think they’re just part of our collective consciousness and I should accept it and move on.

My music algo keeps feeding me Ministry like a bad friend who wants to start a bar fight.

Still counting the very expected scrapes and cuts from this weekend’s replace the tool shed floor project, which came out pretty ok despite me being a crap carpenter.

Remembering how my grandmother would do her jumbo-sized crosswords on paper with a pen like a reckless psychopath. I can’t even handle the mid one without reaching for the check puzzle button after five entries.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, Drag queens ain't done shit to you

That Rebecca Black album is LOUD. Rattling the rust off of my poor Fit.

Props to Food & Wine for having a usable site where I was actually able to read the article I clicked on instead of having it be some kind of asinine video game where you dodge ads and miss most of the content.

We’re across the bay from a shipyard and at night it’s kind of beautiful.

Buried ourselves in door county and will be consuming all the baked goods and watching the ships roll in.

I know gas prices are up blah blah blah but why don’t I see anyone quacking about how toilet paper is like two inches narrower than it used to be?