I’m boycotting Trump supporters myself.

She was probably just trying to make TE.

Huh. Not the usual kind of hot water we see college athletes getting themselves into these days.

I’m not questioning the validity of the election or his right to serve. I’m arguing that he has no public mandate for his policies because the majority of voters voted against him. A slight, but significant difference.

Well, hey. Trump may have a blank check to destroy this county for everyone who isn’t wealthy, white and male, but we can all take comfort in the fact that Mitch McConnell will push back against congressional term limits. He’s truly the hero we deserve.

I have nothing to say other than I have honestly never been so ashamed to be an American as I am tonight.

uh, you *are* supposed to remove your candidate buttons/hats/clothing when you get there, since it can count as electioneering.

(slow clap)

Clearly he was on his way to do a business.

Do I believe they called him “Diaper Don?”

I love the hell out of this. People get too wound up thinking their day to day is boring, and that there is nothing significant about all of the little things that add up in our lives.

This lander has performed an illegal operation and will be shut down

https://www.google.com/amp/theslot.jezebel.com/in-honor-of-donald-trumps-70th-birthday-here-are-70-wa-1781899319/amp

This was bright idea

Look, the internet is a series of tubes. And DNS servers are like dump trucks with maps to the tubes. And I can’t get to Twitter. And, that can only mean my sharp witted last tweet caused all the dump trucks going to twitter to get stuck in the tubes. Now all my tweets are stuck in the cloud. It’s a real problem. And…

I just started writing down numeric addresses on sticky notes all over my desk. I’m my own analog name server! And nothing can stop me! Except for my tiny tiny arms.

I was a narcotic addict. Like so many people before, doctors prescribed me powerful painkillers, and then I became addicted. Not that it was not justified. I did have a truck turn me into a speedbump. Things are different and better now. Inside my body is a computer that helps with my never ending pain. But I still…

Please don’t smoke kratom. I can only imagine the taste would be singularly unpleasant.