you are a fool, woman. candy corn is delicious carnauba wax goodness. i’ll concede that those candy corn spawn are abominations. why mess with candy corn perfection? (can’t stop saying candy corn. candyfuckingcrackcorn.) if, like me, you are from the 1960s and 70s, you enjoyed candy corn’s heyday. before razor blades…

“All I care about is playing football... That’s why I ripped off his helmet and tried to crack his skull. That’s me playing football.”

I shared this highlight with a buddy of mine who is a big Espanyol fan. I guess he thought I was taunting him, and got all pissy. I was like, hey, no need to get defensive.

I feel much the same way about what’s happened at Comic-Con over the years.

I followed JonJones the dev right before that UFC drama got heavy. He acutally has a lot of great seminars on how to get freelance work as a game dev. And survive in that enviroment. I would check him out, for that type of information.

He is the guy who runs Epics market now.

Thanks! Well, it’s like that old saying: “If the entire internet starts throwing lemons at you, don’t curl up into a ball and cry.”

The dust is the one thing keeping me away. Also, that all of my Burner friends are now former Burners. When they were Burners some of them were middle-class and others low income who just saved up for the experience.

I have Burner friends who are far from rich who have been going for years. They go to disconnect and explore art and kink and all sorts of things. I would never want to go (couldn’t ever deal with the dust and dirt) but I see the appeal of a community of like minded souls where nobody scorns you for your…

Have... have you seen Serena the last few years, dude?

No. Dogs are not assholes. Horse show people are assholes. And humourless.

She was the more successful sister for a while there- advertisers were busy falling all over famously unsuccessful Kournikova at the time.

Meh, horse people (English anyway, I have no experience with Western shows) can be the most ridiculous, uptight SOBs that ever stepped in literal horse shit.

Philip Rivers? I’ll allow it.

I used to show horses and often brought my corgi dog to the show grounds. Usually he was in stall with a bunch of the other barn dogs. But one time I was there to spectate/cheer on a barn mate so I brought him ringside. This woman was a new rider and very timid, so our trainer wanted us to show support,…

It’s like you’ve never met a 20 year old guy before.

OK, I’ll try to make a long story short.

Who even let you in?

You missed the joke. “Behind bars.” Alcohol. Joke.

Me: Shawn Bradley tried to kill himself?

Yes, neatly and quietly. Where I draw the line (unless I am drunk and horny) is when camping with friends in adjacent tents, because tent walls do not provide enough of a sound barrier to mask all the suspicious sleeping bag rustling.