Yeah, that tweet is just a fancy font away from being the start of a Red Skull rant.

I was wondering just the other day what my generation would look like if we hadn't had to deal with an economic decline and two of the worst presidents ever to hold office.

Recently I've been hearing Brooks follow that up with "we couldn't make it THEN, either!"

Watch . . . uh, The Accountant?

I'm happy to award partial credit for the baseball bat.

Which is nice.

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. . . oh, FINE.

And yes, I'm aware of how things went for that guy. Sometimes you take hope where you find it.

"You must act, man, or you are lost. Nothing but energy can save you. This is no time for despair."

Smartass though you be, you and Dan both speak sense, and don't think I'm not appreciative. I've clearly not been a worthwhile partner for years (the precise number can be debated, but once you acknowledge that it's been yearS, you've moved past the point where debate is any use). That I need to improve myself is…

No argument here, Dan. Getting my shit together is and has to be the priority. Any account that I give is going to be, at best, biased and incomplete. I came out of college with a theatre degree and . . . hey, did you guys know that that shit is astoundingly difficult in ways that no one ever tells you? And that…

After reading your comments over the preceding months, Violetta, I'm just flattered that you commented; that goes for everyone who did. Working out what I want seems to be one of the few reasonable goals for me at this point, so fingers crossed.

From your lips to God's ear. And I'd really love for you to be right. But there's no guarantee that I will get my shit together. I'd like to believe so, but I've gone thirty-*mumble* years without doing so, and it's very possible that I won't in the near future. Some people just don't. You and Loretta_West are…

So my wife and I are, best case scenario, separating. Nobody knows yet except for her best friend and you fine perverts. I figured of all the places I could possibly bring this up, Savage Love was clearly the appropriate one, and it still seems inadequate; less than a drop in the bucket, given the state of the world.

No, it's really possible that I'm talking out of my ass here. The number of breweries in and around St. Louis is pretty impressive, and I thought a bunch of them were started by former Budweiser employees, but I don't have any data on hand to back up that statement.

Candyman. Come to bargain.

Yeah, but layoffs at Budweiser over the years have given us some pretty sweet craft brews.

Yeah, good point. I don't think it was a particularly homophobic bunch, though that wasn't something I was tracking very closely at thirteen.

No, no, there was at least one other. I can't really count that as a personal loss, but I remember thinking later on that the organization did not live up to the stereotype, like, in the slightest.

Eagle Scout here.