Things take just that little bit longer to do. Walking somewhere, shopping, mowing, even getting ready to go out. I have to adjust my timetable, extend the time it takes to do things, which cuts into my day, leaving less time for the things I want to do. Which always happened, it’s just that now it takes longer.

Every night while I’m on my computer, my cat sits on the desk beside me. Occasionally, she sits up and stares, wide-eyed, just over my shoulder and up a little. The house is silent. What the actual … ?!

And they’re classy enough to not rub our noses in it!

Can … can you put a poster of the sun on your wall?

I look at the sky every night. I think, “C’mon, UFOs! Do something!” And after a few seconds, my neck hurts, so I go back inside.

What are you doing?

Tucker & Dale vs Evil

Disturded

It’s the next Big Thing: Oil Cocktails!

They’ll never have that limp, soggy, and oversalted McDonalds feel like that.

McDonalds Rep: It’s not really fair you dug up Andre the Giant to hold our large fries in your picture.

If old Merrie Melodies cartoons have taught us anything, it’s that this is possible, Daffy Duck did it, and the government is going to ban all cartoons lest children run out and do it, even though they never have.

Me at 12:02am “Ooh! This distro looks interesting! I’ll just install it and configure it and add a few programs here and there”.

Me at 7:02am “Why do I always do this so late?!”

Exactly. Trump has already declared people photographing ICE, for instance, are ‘domestic terrorists’. He can make up whatever excuse he wants for martial law.

“Not enough people in Chicago are wearing MAGA hats. They’re not patriotic enough. They’re enemies of the state. Therefore, I’m declaring martial law”.

That sounds like I’m trying to make a joke, but I honestly wouldn’t put it past him.

Don’t wait for it to be declared, then figure out how to react. Organise general strikes to demand congress impeach him, and the rest of his bloodthirsty sideshow freaks.