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It’s percentage of the population, so yeah, more gays in NYC overall probably. I’m also going off of Wikipedia and that info is 11 years old. Anecdotally, I’ve always heard Atlanta had a very large gay community, specifically.

It has the third highest gay population in the U.S. behind San Francisco and Seattle, but it’s number one in caring more about UGA football than the NFL.

‘if you’re going to come to Atlanta, sometimes that’s how it is around here, you’re going to have to get used to it. like, do you like to be big spoon or little spoon? i’m just looking for someone to hold me. you have the softest eyes.’

You know people of different races hang out together, right? Like, you obviously don’t do that, but a lot of people do.

That guy also goes home from the bar alone and doesn’t get responses to his group texts.

Nah.

“This next song is called ‘My Neck Waddle Has Eaten My Neck.’”

When you’re handling multiple clients with varying promotions, sales, points of focus, etc. on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/LinkedIn then it would be haphazard to go about it on a day-to-day timetable. It’s planning—not sure how that could depress you.

Eh, most social media marketers have a content calendar with scheduled tweets for at least that month. I don’t know anyone who would brag about it, though.

You can’t use your hands, you idiot.

This is 2016 Internet culture wrapped up perfectly. “But I need to be concerned.”

“...after freshmen Kevin Dorsey...”

Yeah, but then you’re making life decisions based off a Youtube video about rolling your fucking sleeves.

You’re writing a lot of words to essentially argue over personal definitions of what “close” is. Also, the Astros didn’t choke the division away so much as Texas won 13 of 19 head-to-head. But no, the Rangers were not going to beat the Royals.

The 180 that Houston fans have taken in general attitude since last spring is delicious.

It’s as though headlines don’t mean anything these days.

I can’t decide if the brace makes you look smarter or dumber than when this post was published, but I know how my heart feels about it.

I cannot wait to ask if anyone else read this article at the bars this weekend. People really enjoy talking about how movies don’t adhere exactly to real life.

Not to be all “old grumpy guy,” but touching the base to record an out is, like, the rule for infielding. (That might not be a word.)

“He saved them from themselves when they were already winning the first leg away from home.”