My kids played at a “Football” high school. The number of kids under the age of 18 that had tats, and even sleeves, was astonishing. The youngest I knew was 16. I would put it at 25-30%
Godzooks the Drunken
godzooks
A Shot of the coach during the game:
My dudes, you have killed Splinter, you laid off a bunch of cool journalists, I have even stuck with you through your auto-play video ads that kill my YouTube video playing in the background, but if you don’t stop these ads that auto-forward my ipad to some “install flash player now!” website with no back button so I…
It was my homepage on my work computer. Whenever I had a break I was reading it. Super bummed it’s out without any prior notice.
Since this is obliquely about Splinter’s demise, and we’re already talking about it in the comments, here’s something I would post there if it still existed.
And really sad. As it has been echoed by others, a lot of us have been around here for years. And as you yourself have said, even with people we disagreed with, at least the discussion and discourse around here was usually civil. I really wish there was some other similar outlet for all of us to go and continue. Kind…
Never let a sip cross your lips that isn’t fit.
Best of it, m’friend. May the road be long and interesting.
Now playing
very sad news.
I’m legitimately disproportionately sad about this. Commenting here on Splinter and, to a lesser degree, the Gawker family of blogs in general has been one of the only genuinely positive internet interactions I’ve had in a while, and losing it just sucks. Especially losing it because asshole vulture capitalists did a…
a bumper wench
It’s getting easier to do by the day it seems.
I’m also banned on Jez. For literally no reason. I emailed them, they were like, “Huh, that’s odd. I’ll reinstate you.” I was reinstated for a day. Banned again. Emailed again. Reinstated again. It happened two more times and I gave up.
Shall I just begin my own blog? “Arnheim’s Navel: A Study.”
I could attract a ton of people telling me that I’m boring and that I bloviate in about five seconds. How many of you would come to defend my thin, delicate hide from the flames of my own arrogance?
Seriously, this sucks.
The thing is that perspective is f’ed up in all these pictures. People always forget that the Corvette interior is really quite small. My C7 interior was a bit bigger in volume than the C8 (supposedly) and the center tunnel at its widest point was maybe 10 inches. In Ferrari’s two men would have their shoulders…
“You can be in support of a thing and also not be interested in whether it happens.”
While we’re admitting things: I like the Latinx people generally and as a whole so I am continually appalled at the migrant conditions at the border, particularly the separation and abuse of the children. They will be scarred for life.
Despots hope to fling so much shit to the wall that you stop caring. Congratulations, you’ve played yourself.
In a way, this attitude is why it’s taken this long for them to find something to hang impeachment on in the first place. People have been waiting around for a smoking gun and ignoring the fact that this dope has been leaving fingerprints, and hair and fibers all over the damn place. It’s why the Mueller report…