Here we are on another Monday Afternoon, just like the ones that came before it. My neighbors across the street got to see USF hold Alabama to a game that was tied at the half, and well into the third quarter. I don’t know if anyone is unbeatable this year, but my wife has some distinct thoughts on FSU fucking around and how they’re going to find out. I’m a bit more calm. Boston College has always been jealous that they have an inferior red/gold scheme, and always come hard for the ‘Noles. And that’s about all we did this weekend. I fixed a washing machine. Well, technically I fixed my fix since the drive belt came off. But it washes now, and that’s all that matters!

I know everyone thinks they want a bacteria that lives in salt water and eats the most common type of plastic, but the downside potential is high. Like, “oh shit half the life preservers in the world are suddenly in a compromised state” bad.

Donald Trump, technically correct and entirely missing the point.

You think Chicago PD can take Florida Man? DeSantis tries to recruit them. We don’t have enough assholes we have to import them? That doesn’t seem right.

Maybe he just identifies as a woman, you shitlords!

Just a fun song for a monday.