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We didn’t start the fire

I started going maskless when they lifted the requirements where I live. All it took was being in proximity to people hacking and wheezing for me to decide to just wear a mask whenever I go to crowded spaces.

My mom sent me on a road trip from her house in Denver to my place in SF with a cooler packed pull of hot homemade tamales. That came in handy when I slid off the highway and was stuck in the snow for hours until someone came and hoisted my car out.

If you’re opening up your property to random people you better be okay with whoever decides to walk in. Otherwise, only advertise it amongst people you are comfortable with.

A cousin in law of mine did the unthinkable and started dating a guy in college. It was eye opening to see every one of her male cousins turn on her at their fundamental christian parent’s behest. I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for her to have people she grew up with all of a sudden become her enemy.

Lesbian Gay Bi coin? Okay!

I knew a guy who would only wipe down the machines *before* he used them. His rationale was that it wasn’t his job to do someone else’s work. Me, I wipe before and after because of people like him and I’m not a pig.

Shut up and throw the ball, meat.

My black friend stopped working ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Why I don’t tell anyone I play video games is because of people like this guy.

My Ford blinks like that all on it’s own.

Yeah, I might actually be able to read an article on this site without an ad covering 75% of my screen for five seconds. 

Yes, it’s called paid time off. But you only see that in the corporate world.

I still can’t believe it’s two days before Christmas and it’s 64 degrees and sunny here in Denver.

It’s a power trip addiction. I feel like I have a sex addiction, but thanks to the way I look my hand is the only one I violate.

No, the PR team he hired to focus group his “return” did all of the work.

Brings me back to 7th grade wood shop where our project was to build wooden tool boxes with a metal top. The kid who was in charge of bending the metal for the tops managed to fuck up every single top because he didn’t give a shit about making sure everything was aligned. I have to imagine there’s one of those guys in

Television Without Pity > AV Club

Was 17 and selling my Daihatsu Charade back in ‘93. A Russian couple answered my classified ad and showed up to my parent’s house to look at the car. They wanted to take it on a test drive so I hopped in the car with them and they started driving around. We ended up at their house where they asked me to come inside so