Spent my Sunday watching church services after throwing up in the morning. It’s finally sunny today, but we might in our neighborhoods waiting for life to resume.
Posting tonight at midnight.
One thing I don’t like about our overly sensitive society is the limitation of free speech to preserve a Victorian-esque sensibility. The alternative, as we have seen, is not one to emulate, but trying to redirect a bull is like playing that game at those arcades where you had this big bean-bag hammer that you’d use to pop these groundhogs as they popped up everywhere. You’d get a ticket every time you successfully caught one, but then they’d start going so fast you just get all flustered and curse the damn thing.
Looking forward to this.
Suggest that you find a date via the Internet and then insist that you’re being catfished if you find a matching personality?
Bravo to the ones who handle this better than I do
Am I the only one who yells at my TV? I realize they can’t hear me, but when people start wishing for a Donald vs. Bernie race, I can’t help myself -- I have to yell! God, noooooooooooooooooooooo!