I like how whimsical and surreal these are. I figure if you have to make something every day, you reach a point really quickly where you run out of “good” ideas and have to start to sharpen your ability to just grab the first thing that pops into your head and run with it. That’s probably the most important skill…
Ah, the Late Capitalism Apocalypse. An underappreciated art form. I sure home the Crying Emoji Alliance can bring order to the barbarous Lightyear tribes
“You’re more than a cop: you’re a cop who kills other cops. And the city is all cops.”
Driven monthly. Period.
Frosted Quakes?!
Anyone ever heard of a (don’t know if there is a true term) but what I call a ‘sky quake’? A buddy and I were hunting one year, we were up at about 9k ft elevation. When right above us, on a clear sky day, we heard and felt we thought was thunder... just this deep rumbling right above our heads but in the damn…
No water?! I mean, that sounds like a damn good time (honestly, a FEW damn good times), but water is a must-have if I’m going to be tripping. I may or may not be a coward, as others have suggested, but either way you’re a braver soul than I!
You . . . you shot a building until it fell down?
One of the many reasons[...]
actually, what you described as your need for a gun is in fact paranoia.
You’re conflating precaution of self preservation with precaution of general readiness. I don’t have a spare tire so that I will stay alive. I don’t have a handgun so that I will stay alive. I have both in case a situation arises in which they are useful. Simple as that.
It’s POSSIBLE that a situation will arise…
“useful for other intents, as well.”
So...what? You NEED to drive now? That’s a REQUIREMENT to live?
I’m sorry you feel that way. I feel very strongly that if someone is trying to kill me, I have every right to kill them back. And, to that end, I’ve employed my handgun to make that paradigm clear. I’ve also used it, with blanks, to scare off trampling hogs (which is great, because handguns won’t kill hogs). I’ve also…
Sorry friend. If you want to get to the good stuff, you have to read to the end like everybody else. But, by all means, you’re more than welcome not to. I encourage it, even. I’m quite happy to continue on not having to deal with whatever inane chatter you think is worth replying to me about.
Ah, I get it: You’re pretending to not understand the difference between preparedness and obsessive fixation. Truly original stuff. Classic work, friend.
I don’t need a spare tire, either. But I have one for the same reason I have a handgun: Precaution.