Last weekend of being The Answer (42). FML, but there’s always a kid in front of me. Or its time to work or sleep. I wouldn’t trade it for much. Maybe a long-term slot in one of those monasteries where everyone has a vow of silence. Am I wrong that your brain freezes at 19-22? After that you have more experience, and your physical body changes, but there’s still that same stupid sumbitch inside my head. Although, I was going to take my kids to a McDonalds about three months ago and some actual 16-19 year old kid got shitty because they wanted him to use the kiosk, and I just grabbed my two older boys and we went somewhere else. Florida (young) man shouting profanity in the McDs is something I don’t need anymore. “Fuck it, we’re going to Chik-Fil-A.”

Imagine how bad off the President must be that the treatment isn’t working. Or maybe they should try young humans instead of young mice (H/T Heroic Mulatto)

I am shocked. Shocked. That poor children learned more at in person schools than remote. Its almost like their parents have priorities (like feeding the kids and paying rent) besides making sure little Johnny gets to the Zoom class.

I don’t recall the BSA offering a Master at Arms merit badge by the time I got there in the ’90s. And I guaran-damn-tee, I’d have gone for it.

I can think of all sorts of fun things do with this tech. (Totally not teledildonics. I regret not following my instinct to get into that field 10 years ago. I’d be Elon rich)

I dunno, I’m a sucker for shit like this.