David Addison is too exhausting.

By coincidence, YT put how-to videos on creating jet black icing. Curiosity got to me because I knew food dye would never get to a rich dark black, so I was really shocked to see these baker’s delusional attempts using this method. Come on, these people had some prep before arriving knowing they were needing a recipe…

Shouldn’t that read: Shirley, you can’t be serious.

I’m guess Mycocaine has never had to walk onto a cold set wearing nothing but a cock sock.

Yes, who doesn’t love a politician willing to burn it all down when things aren’t going your way.

I took a HBO deal that was $105 for a year. I think that was offered because I was canceling but not sure. That ended, and then they offered $8 for next 3 months. Took that, but then done unless another deal gets me under $10. I’m not paying their full price, again—it’s empty calories with all Discovery crap, now.

Well, better to be delusional and rich, then delusional and poor. A nepo, too. I wonder if he thanks his brother for getting him in the door?

I’m thinking that streaming has cut into sales significantly, so the music isn’t the steady stream of income it once was. Licensing is great, if you can get, but that’s only a small slice of a catalog of music. Like the lottery winnings options, if you want to take the 20 year plan, you get more money. However, if you…

MTV, don’t they make a pill for that?

The Universe is bullshit, but Jesus saves, right?

I had wonderful dinner last night. I’ve been on the toilet all morning.

My theory is all the suspects attempted to kill him, but failed. A take on Orient Express. However, he eventually died from misadventure regarding the elevator. The biggest issue with that theory is… there’s only murders in the building, so someone else needs to get murdered by the end of the season.

Those Ye Old English titles in primary colors are ghastly. Simply, ghastly.

When you spend all day watching FauxNews, there’s no other things going on in the world but trans-mania.

What I’m finding even more bothersome on this Experian racket: that paying for Experian’s monthly service will jack up your credit score. As if that had anything to do with someone’s credit worthiness.

This sounds like a cow chip throwing contest.

Well, sign me up!!! Is this where I put my debit card number?

Instead of researching the customer’s question, the salesperson dodged it by implying the dealership auctioned accident vehicles. It was sales double talk to keep customers from getting to the truth ahead of the sale. That’s slimy, and if I was on a civil jury, that question’s response would get them a some…

Didn’t SpaceX just sell off a buttload of bitcoin. Maybe cashing out the top of the pyramid.

Oh, yes. Like Women Talking—more of that, please.