Dick Wrigley

Dick Wrigley

@dickwrigley.lol

Proud Veteran of the War on Christmas.

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Yesterday at work, I said, "A manager's job is to keep their chair from floating away," and I can already tell this new turn of phrase will outlive my time at this company.

The last three times I rolled a mandarin orange between my hands before peeling while my cat was lying at the foot of the bed, he looked at me, got up, and jumped out of bed in a huff. Like wtf are you bothered by all the way over there? If you have a citrus allergy, use your words.

Yet another bot on this platform taking part in Kool-Aid's new astroturfing campaign.

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Me: The mass suicide at Jonestown didn't come from drinking poisoned Kool-Aid like most people think. It was actually poisoned Flavor Aid. Kid At The Kool-Aid Stand: *stranger danger noises*

I just need to remember this.

2024 was a pretty intense year for the team! We are now ready to announce that sforzando and all chip plugins will be supported natively under Linux in the future and at no extra cost to current users. Expect betas in Q2/2025!

I don't remember what I did at work today, but the first time I did my own laundry on 508 Leonard St., my mom told me to set the dryer to "permanent press, between more dry and less dry."

I'm living in a Black Mirror episode where I grew up ready to fight against humanity being taken over by a sentient computer that's gained independence, but then it's just human culture being taken over by a spicy auto-complete still under our control.

AI has stolen humanity's soul. We were meant to imagine beautiful things, ruminate on their subtle details, and create them with great determination. The portmanteau "Black Sabba-Zabath" was meant to permeate my every waking thought for two years before I finally scratch the itch with Photoshop.

I'm looking at a picture of the back of my head for what must be the first time in my life. I know it's me, but it's completely unrecognizable for obvious reasons.

My therapist could tell something was bothering me during our last virtual visit. "Normally my cat would have come to sit in my lap by now."

I've never sung a rendition of "Achy Breaky Heart" called "Icky Sicky Butt" while having diarrhea, and you couldn't prove it even if I had.

My wife asked why I looked so troubled and my response was, "In Batman Forever, Robin does his laundry all crazy like it's martial arts, and I thought it was cool at the time, but it's actually really lame, and his shirts are probably all stretched out."

The irony of being trapped under a fallen refrigerator is that once the shock wears off, hunger sets in. After two days, I started eating pieces of a macaroni snowman my nephew had made for Christmas. By day five I'd eaten the construction paper, two credit card bills, and my cousin's save-the-date.

Dick Wrigley reposted

Replying to @prufrockluvsong.bsky.social

"Karate Chicken" sounds like the whitest Midwestern way to order Kung Pao.

I consider myself a smart person, but I also don't know what granola is. I eat granola. A lot. But when the world ends, and I get a hankering for granola, I guess I'll start looking at pine cones to see if they have anything to do with it and go from there.

I hate that help is always a live chat now. Just let me send a godamn email and move on with my day. My ADHD can't fucking handle this. 2 hours of "Oh, shit!" and coming back to a closed chat I forgot about.

I just spent the past 2 hours talking to a stranger on the train. Now we go off to our individual lives and slowly forget one another. Being human is weird but kind of cool.