I’ve been going non-stop. Today I’ve:

What? Lots of cigar stores have wooden statues out front.

Doesn’t Germany have specific train cars for families traveling with smaller kids? If not, can we do that anyway? Like on the Amtrak and Commuter rail lines? Space for strollers and nobody commuting after a bad day of work has to be surrounded by kids asking questions like “why is that fat man sad?”.

What about bears? We’re supposed to get bears on Friday.

I don’t live in New York, and it’d make for a good story, so I’m all for it.

1892 Panhard & Levassor, perhaps?

I got banned from Gawker main site for a while for saying that. Methinks them Jezzies didn’t get the reference.

Cobra 427 S/C. Unassisted brakes, unassisted steering with huge tires, hot, LOUD, cramped, physically assaultive power output, truly rudimentary suspension, creature comfort highlights include a windshield and seats.

Change gear, change gear, change gear, check mirror... murder a prostitute. Change gear, change gear, murder.

Mistaken for Murray’s Morrissey, Musketeer Macura Maligned for McMurphys Misdemeanor, Myles: “I’m Miffed!”

The real Myles Morrissey. Ive seen worse fakes.

This is bullshit. They break from holding your pee too long. And then people joking about it afterwards.

I always thought this guy was the reason bats break

Thought Catalog is the worst thing written *by* millennials. This is the worst thing written ABOUT millennials.

Huge, expanded universe, decades of work and dedicated fans

And yet, in the end, its all about family.