Blacque Jacque Shellacque

Apple Music now really wants me to listen to Erasure. Like, a lot.

Ninajirachi. That’s it, that the post.

Ice cream is never the enemy. Ice cream just wants to be your friend.

Pizza is never the enemy. Pizza just wants to be your friend.

I’d be more likely to buy solo stove accessories if they weren’t typically twice the price of the actual pit itself.

Stop this damn ride, I need to get off.

I’m looking forward to a retirement far, far away from people who mow their lawn 24/7. In fact, I don’t want a lawn where I’m going.

I have to do drywall tomorrow. Pray for me.

I will never understand folks whose music playlists are all obscure video game soundtracks. That stuff gives me an instant headache.

I’m honestly not sure which joke will die first, if at all. Variants of Deez Nuts or the more cowbell thing. I think they’re just part of our collective consciousness and I should accept it and move on.

My music algo keeps feeding me Ministry like a bad friend who wants to start a bar fight.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, Drag queens ain't done shit to you

That Rebecca Black album is LOUD. Rattling the rust off of my poor Fit.

Props to Food & Wine for having a usable site where I was actually able to read the article I clicked on instead of having it be some kind of asinine video game where you dodge ads and miss most of the content.

We’re across the bay from a shipyard and at night it’s kind of beautiful.

Buried ourselves in door county and will be consuming all the baked goods and watching the ships roll in.

I know gas prices are up blah blah blah but why don’t I see anyone quacking about how toilet paper is like two inches narrower than it used to be?

When you put placeholder copy on the new components on a page and it kinda sorta makes sense but really not and the client leaves it.

Third hole cut in the wall of the basement stairs chasing the mouse nest giving off the worst sme …. Ah, there it is. No active participants in this game aside from myself so no one to relocate. Hopefully it’s just two bottles of enzyme cleaner and seal that shit back up.

Sometimes you just need to be buried in cats.

Please stop taking all the good ones and leaving the trash.

I’m not sure why we need generative AI when we have Russians with accordions on TikTok.

Today is whatever. Here is your soundtrack. youtu.be/hK5w0_rqfvE?...

I’ve struggled to name a song that I’ve only heard a couple times over a span of THIRTY YEARS but it literally landed in my lap today on TikTok of all places. Nightmare (Sinister Strings Remix) by Brainbug if you’re interested. I truly don’t know what to do with myself.

Everything is fine, nothing to worry about.

Restaurants! Put your damn location in your profile info if you’re going to advertise on socials. It’s hella stupid that this isn’t done by default at this point.

Yeah, um, no it’s not.

Ah, we’re at the ‘What are Inde Navarrette’s thoughts on corned beef?’ stage of the movie hysteria.

I buy one damn piece of jadeite and EBay thinks I want all of it now.

Another day, another oversized fried chicken sandwich restaurant.

The recent hint at a Tove Lo and Charli collab has made me melt a little.

Hearing the girls in Babymetal sing a song entirely in English weirds me out. It’s like Rammstein in English. It’s out of place.

Unless it had the cannoli feature like the one from Demolition Man, I don’t think I’d ever be comfortable in a self-driving car.

I mean have you tried not being a slayer?

They Will Kill You is required reading, folks. I expect all of you to do your homework and have it turned in before the semester ends. Thank me later.

I noticed yesterday that I now have more gray nose hairs than any other color. Still processing this information, to be honest.

Sure is nice to see that after all these years Photoshop is still a flaming pile of crap.