This little goober got in TROUBLE today. He ran into the woods behind the house this morning, got muddy, and ate something he oughtn't've. Def earned his timeout and the bath he did not want.

"We value your feedback." Then pay me for it.

Buddy is snoring next to me. I know I will sleep soundly tonight, as I am in heaven.

How are you gonna hook up with me for over an hour; post on Twitter not 30 minutes later you wish, just once, a "real man" would come fuck you; and then slide back into my DMs *months later* trying to get a repeat? Are you honestly expecting any sort of response? Fuck off with that foolishness.

Buddy thought he was going to come with me to work. (I'm pretty sure he heard, "walk," though.)

Tornado Warning = Basement Sheltering in Place

This may make me sound like a total sap, but I don't care. There isn't a single day that goes by that I am not grateful this little guy walked into my life. From his steadfast temperament and joyful energy, to his warm snuggles and puppy humor, I truly could not have asked for better. 🥹

It will never cease to amaze me how everyone in this office will be silent or quiet until I start to watch a tutorial video on YouTube. Then the floodgates of noise open.

Why is having "the audacity" a new trait/tell of an AI chatbot/scam artist?

FINALLY GOT HELA TO LORD. My goodness was that a SLOG. I am not a good Hela. 😅

Bought new glasses off of Zenni. I'm nervous. It's my first time using them, so I hope they look okay. 😬 I'll find out in a week, I suppose.

When are people going to realize that AirBNB is utter trash? It hasn't been a better alternative to hotels for YEARS, most of the people listing houses and rooms for rent on there are vultures, and it's been a major reason why the housing market is completely fucked.

Larry, I would like a cigarette. Remember when everyone used to smoke? Now every place is not unlike a hospital, for Christ's sake.

"What was it like, living at the end of the 1900's?" "Oh, what a time to be alive! Kids were wild'n'crazy, we all wanted to climb a mountain to prove we had guts; and stone faces would talk to us, and make children run through temples for ancient artifacts. No one could put that monkey together."

You shouldn't trust my taste in movies. I think "Batman & Robin" is a great film.

Robin (Red Robin) at a Vibrant Party

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Every time the conversation around making Daylight Saving or Standard Time permanent in the U.S. comes up, I want to lose my shit. Humans created time. We can set it however we want. We will adapt. The only thing fucking us over is everyone's bullshit clinging to the idea of a 9-5 day as "normal."

Of course people can besmirch Lindsay Graham. IF👏🏻 YOU DON'T👏🏻 WANT👏🏻 PEOPLE👏🏻 TALKING👏🏻 TRASH👏🏻 ABOUT YOU👏🏻 WHEN YOU👏🏻 DIE👏🏻, THEN DON'T👏🏻 BE👏🏻 A TRASH👏🏻 PERSON👏🏻 WHEN👏🏻 YOU'RE👏🏻 ALIVE.👏🏻 Seriously. This lesson isn't new. What do you think the Ghosts (especially Christmas Future) were trying to teach Scrooge?

Same, friend. Same.

I get health privacy, but when it comes to a sitting U.S. Senator, the people have a right to know if their representative to congress is fucking brain dead or not. This secrecy around Mitch McConnell is batshit levels of absurd.

I genuinely need Instagram to stop feeding me ads for these atrocious AI-generated serialized movies. No matter how many times I click "Not Interested," I still get them. Christ. Enough already. The dialogue in these "films" makes the drivel soap opera screenwriters come up with seem Oscar worthy.

Hanging out with my bestest friend!

Let's see your face for the week!

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Let's see your face for the week!

I need to cut my caffeine intake by a LOT. Ugh. I am going to be a cranky, irritable bastard until I detox, aren't I?

Trying to book an acting gig is sometimes being asked to submit a new, super-recent, head-to-toe pic of yourself; forgetting your agent is in in a different time zone; and frantically propping your phone up in the trunk of your car in a gas station parking lot at 8 in the morning to snap a selfie. 😅

While we don't know "for sure" for sure what day you were born, on the day after that Christmas you came into life and changed it (and me) for the better, the vet best-guessed you were six months old, Buddy. So, June 26th is the day we celebrate you. Happy third birthday, my bestest boy! :D

Fuck, and I cannot stress this enough, the Second Amendment. Fuck it into dust and the annals of history, where it may forever remain a blighted spot of scorn and ire of all good people for all eternity.

I should start a journal. Or find some other outlet for these sad thoughts. Suggestions?

So happy I've hit a place in life where I trust my gut when I see those red flags.

Eight hours of nonstop rain... Aaaaaand our house is leaking.