If we can use the wrong Mt Olympus, we can use the wrong Georgia.

It’s zero days till Christmas, because it’s still Christmas for 10 more days.

Now I want to go play Cultist Simulator or Book of Hours. This list is also a list of the sorts of cards the games use to represent the narrative/puzzle you’re playing through. Highly recommend.

Yeah, it’s weird but hear me out. What they’re referring to is a latte macchiato, which is the opposite of the traditional espresso machiatto you’re familiar with. The word macchiato translates as “marked”. So an espresso machiatto is an espresso that is marked (with milk), and a latte macchiato is milk with only a marking of espresso. Confusing if you’ve only heard of one of them, but it does make sense. A lot of Americans are only familiar with the latte macchiato, and major chain shops like Starbucks don’t even know what an espresso macchiato is.

Strong possibility now that the quiz simply sits half finished in another tab for a month or two.

True, but I’m banking on the magic glasses getting them to open up about their ulterior motives so I can filter accordingly.

Delegate! Just use the glasses to convince qualified trustworthy people to run the world for you.

I respect any soda that puts in the time and effort to earn a doctorate degree. You know who I don’t respect? Mr. Pibb, who can can take his undergrad ass and fuck right off.

Are we talking Albert Einstein at his peak, or Albert Einstein now?

It’s only ever “the website formerly know as Twitter” to me.

It’s ok, I asked my dog and it explicitly consented.

Still no? Alright, let me put the dog on.

This is the dog, I don’t mind being monitored. Go ahead and explain it to the human.

Morrison said he’d also been affected by the March outage, so he is now looking to move his money to a local bank, he said.

Why would anyone give a bank a second chance after a screw up of this magnitude? I feel bad for the guy, and ,as always, Wells Fargo can go fuck themselves, but in his particular case this is a bit of a ‘fool me once, fool me twice’ situation.

I used a similar setup once in the Appalachians. The back wall was fortunately still standing. I had been backpacking for 3 days and hadn’t gone once, so I was backed up, but all that activity kept it loose. The view was absolutely beautiful. The open walls let in a fresh breeze, so no outhouse smell at all. Once I forced myself to get over the awkwardness of the exposure and just go, it all came together. Best Shit Of My Life. 20 odd years later that dump still ranks among the most sublime moments I have ever experienced.