Boing! boing! boing! [falls off the bottom of the level even though there are no enemies in the screen] [exit music] [GAME OVER]

Growing italian basil in a pot inside and this is what the growth on top looks like, uWu

Space force please offer me a commission thanks in advance

Landlord might bump us out in six months so we are considering getting out of this game and into a dumber one, working with a realtor. the first set of things they suggested included three fifty alabama number nine

My week is so upside down from clean living and an A+ cave day yesterday that after an hour mentally planning out my work day it took the damned good morning sunday morning bot pointing out that it was sunday for me to realize i’m not working today after all

Police have found a cache of “strike anywhere” matches near the site of todays unrest. agitators often use matches like these to give law enforcement officers the old hot foot, which causes them hop up and down and say “ow! ow! ow!” and then dunk their hot feet in troughs of wat-

Barthes’ Mythologies, The Batory Cruise. This stuff never changes, but, at the risk of sounding like Shirky, it feels like the tech we now use to rapidly deploy evidence counter to “tourist” reports might start to change things?

the one after, The Man In The Steet On Strike, is great too. copyrights suck

ok, just the second half of this closing graph though

Reading a bunch of Graeber and then Fisher because capitalist realism was in the discourse this week, as the middle management bureaucrat that I am, thinking to mysef, “I could manage these guys successfully. I could manage Žižek too. At the same time. Yes.”

[bob vila after programming his office number into an AT&T Genesis and placing a call with it] “Super.”