He could do court stenography without the fancy keyboard at that speed.
I thought that I was OKish typing around a normal... slow talking pace. I can type in a southern drawl. 

The pure wizardry at display here is phenomenal. 

More people in the world need this kind of attitude.
Within reason of course.

I live in Denver and married a lady from NM, Meow Wolf was a must see and didn’t disappoint on the Colorado location. It is the best kind of weirdness, wholesome, fun, colorful, engaging, a bit trippy, a bit silly, just pure fun. And so well thought out you could get lost twice in a day.
I’m happy places like this…

If there is one thing that really weird abstract art installations are good at, it is rapid expansion!

I basically have no viable reason to go to twitter anymore.
He was one of the last good things on there. Peace be with you Bubba.

Subaru.

I came to make a death ray joke or something similar, this does the trick. 

Take a guess how much a brake job is on that thing, then multiply it by 3 and add a zero. 

Colorado was really bad for a long time, there was little to no enforcement during and after covid because of the DMV backlog that was created in state.
I put in for Donate Life plates that took almost a year to finally show up, had to get my temps renewed by setting an appointment and stopping by the Jeffco justice…

The motive power bleeder kit is a lifesaver, it pays for itself the first use.

“Plain-jane three-box sedans or wagons, the squarer the better.”

We visited my Wife’s family in Carlsbad NM, and the car/truck culture down there could only be described as offensive. 

Denver seems to be a haven of Subarus and 4 Runners. 

I really wish the DC side of things had been an actual competitor to the MCU, it is a shame to see glimmering specks of hope here and there that just don’t compare to the overall interconnectedness of the well laid out and rigorously planned opposition.
As the son of a comic book collector, there is nothing more I…

The new clown shoe looks effing fantastic, I would financially pickle myself to get one of those new.

I learned on a manual 1989 Chevy Beretta GT which then became my first car. I drove it till the clutch went out, then bungled getting the clutch done and ended up selling it for next to nothing. It was a moderately cool first car.

My second car was a GL wagon manual. A very trusty car in the Winter, but that anemic engine made any hill climb a bit of an adventure. Especially on I-70 west of Denver.

If it seems that way, according to writers on twitter, it most definitely is. 

They’ll never change what I call it.
The Shlongerwonger.