Flim Flam

The apprentice tapes are barking loudly from wherever they’ve been buried.

Absolutely wild statement.

No cosplaying as SS with that coat, I guess.

Approaching Robert Plant levels of placket separation.

Fetishizing fash fashion.

Historically speaking, Mustelidae (and Mephitidae, regionally) had been used in dressing activities since antiquity. You really only heard about birds and mice once the printing press took off (cuz they cute), but a badger will work in a pinch. Plus, Mustelidae are teetotalers.

Pushups are a cornerstone of deterrence, ok?

Yessir - onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/abs/10.1...

Nothing kills my spirit like a soggy, sad sandwich.

Who amongst us hasn’t confused zoo for testing lab at one point or another?

Many such cases of learning, mid-childhood, so-and-so aren’t actually an aunt/uncle.

"Neat right? I went with the wool over the Melton, but what I really wanted was leather. Had an order in for a matching peak cap and jackb... I mean motorcycle boots... but they needed a couple weeks."

The Streisand effect in action, again and again.

If you've interacted daily with aged and infirm people, it really stands out. Both the physical presentation + the vocal traits. There is also a body of evidence from, specifically 2015 -> today, where changes are absolutely apparent.

"Whelp, glass 'em, I guess..." was a little much.

I did enjoy the interpersonal breakdowns - little things like "why her, she's new?" and SecDef taking a 'walk.'

Also thought about how the vape in my work bag would make me a rockstar evacuee.

Real black collar jobs.

No man, it’s so legal it’s actually extra judicial.

Lots of it. Has been for years. Not that it matters from an official POV since law is now a (more) flexible concept.

Here's another banger of a coincidence: Bill Barr's OSS spook father was headmaster at Dalton when Jeff was hired.

She should ask Jean-Luc Brunel his thoughts on this.

Glad I'm not the only one to come to this conclusion. There's more questions than answers if you connect the dots and parse the vast sea of interviews and other reporting on this whole 'thing'.

They won’t tell you that trees eat this stuff.

Shit's terrible these days, but holy fuck am I crate digging. My discovery of post-disco, Northern Soul, and the indefinable sound of what I call 80s euro-sleaze are keeping me going. And nothing beats blasting deep cut ABBA tracks while watching ADSB.

DARPA, eh? Drunk asshole rides plane, apparently.

Rod was into Pogs for some reason; Ned let it fly because they were Bible Pogs. Had a 'First Martyr Stephen' slammer that brought him to regional finals in Shelbyville. That's where he ran into Lenny and changed the course of both their lives.

"Please don't tell people how I live" Lenny hit rock bottom. He tried to talk to Carl, but Carl had his own troubles at home and wasn't able to connect with him when Lenny needed it the most. Lenny had been doing odd jobs in Shelbyville out of shame, food delivery mostly but other 'things' too.

a man with a surprised look on his face is standing in front of a blue screen . ALT: a man with a surprised look on his face is standing in front of a blue screen .

C'mon man, I got stuff I gotta do this morning.

Do the children not have wee little bootstraps? What's stopping them from hitting the mines to help put food on the table? All those critical minerals gotta get extracted somehow.