Ol’ Pancho and Lefty

Hell of an underrated guitarist, too.

Could also explain a lot of MAGA confusion.

I lived in Utah for 6 years and loved driving through the empty parts of Utah and Colorado. Even Nevada sort of a little bit. I found it a far more stark, imposing, beautiful emptiness. Like “I could literally die if I broke down here…that’s so cool.” I remember one time driving out from SLC to Dinosaur, CO for the dispensary, and that stretch was just stunning. At one point, I had two dust devils spinning off to my right, and a rainstorm way off to my left over these lush, Shire-esque rolling green hills. I miss the west already.

Unfortunately, “I drove through Nebraska twice” is the whole story. It’s impossible to capture how Twilight Zone-esque it feels. It just never ends and never changes. There’s nothing. Corn and nothing. More corn and more nothing. I was recalling how a few months back, some of my dumbass nephews were running their mouths about going to a college football game IN NEBRASKA. AS VISITORS. And stirring up shit. And that makes me laugh, because I can’t comprehend the kind of sheer numbness necessary to live in that place. It just feels like 1 out of 5 serial killers should be burly, corn-fed, bored-as-shit Nebraskans, but I don’t believe that’s the case?

I’ve enjoyed my NVIDIA Shield, though it’s arguably a bit long in the tooth if they’re still full price.

Seems like a really difficult, odd thing to gatekeep. It’s defined as “thoughts that pop into your head while you’re doing everyday things like taking a shower, driving, or just daydreaming.” It’s literally almost meaningless.

Duly noted. 🤭 🤫

Nobody wants to portend anymore.

Did you shower with bath salts?

These bones freed me from my sleep of untold aeons.

Alabama will see that as a selling point.

Well, I’ve never met her.

Is it the skin of other animals?

You don’t think we’d lick our own butts if we could? We already lick others’ butts. It’s purely an access/availability issue.

Huh. Holy fucking shit.

My favorite hoodie has a bunch of features like this. Zipper is a bottle opener, it has various specialized pockets hidden throughout, the front chest pocket is designed to be a coozie/can holder, pretty sure you can run headphones through it somehow, it folds into a pillow, it’s lined with reflective material in the seams, etc. It is/was amazing, but it ripped in a way I haven’t been able to keep repaired after years of wear. :(

…I didn’t read Harry Potter and can’t tell if you’re joking?

Lay’s Potato Chips: thin slices of potatoes fried and covered in salt.