My dream RV would be painted in the Style of the A-team’s van.  Oooooh yeah....

May I introduce you to West Virginia? Growing up in a border county (VA side), it always blew my mind all the pickup trucks with CSA Battle flags flying had WV tags.

Believe me, I miss my Honda Prelude. That was the perfect car for someone of my height. Long doors, decent headroom (without reclining too far), and if I put the seat all the way back, even I couldn’t push the clutch all the way in!

Heh, and 99th percentile tall people like myself, who’s head is often well behind the B-pillar when driving?  Hope it’s got rear curtain airbags, too?  

As a Very Tall person, I often wonder what creative ways cars will find to kill me if I’m ever in a violent crash.

Oh yeah, they do...and it’s glorious! 

There’s a good reason this case is being handled by the FBI’s Public Corruption unit, and not the teams normally charged with investigating trafficking. Clearly, there are bigger fish on the line...especially since Justice has been publicly stating that those involved will get consideration for coming forward now,…

My theory is that they got advance notice of the upcoming Epstein arrest, and either wanted to get him ready in case POTUS got dragged in (or waded in on his own, as he is wont to do) and things got all scandaly too quickly, or so that everyone could get their stories straight before the press corps lit in to them…

So does the fact I nodded along knowingly, laughed several times, and finished with a resigned sigh mean that I’m not infected? Luckily, my only high-risk factors are playing GTA Online and being white. Although, I do have any unholy love for mayonnaise, which I fear may be one as well! 

A someone who reffed soccer (when I wasn’t off playing with my own travel and rec-league teams) from age 14-18 or so, I took no greater pleasure than ejecting “a grownup” for acting like an asshat during a game—including the father of one of my U-19 teammates, while reffing a game his little sister was playing in. Oh…

...aaaaand that’s it for me. I’m done with the internet this week. We’ll start again on Monday.

My world history teacher snapped me right out of my nascent goth phase during my sophomore year by stopping me in the hall one day and telling me that I looked good in all black, and that it was very becoming (and slimming).

I’m 43, and when I was coming up, all that nonsense was entirely on me. I don’t even remember talking about potential schools with her.

HAH!

Well, in Westeros, anyway. There would still be tens to hundreds of millions of people living in Essos and Southros safely across the Narrow Sea from the Others.

Just last week, one of my coworkers was rammed from behind by a Tesla (allegedly in autopilot) while riding his motorcycle on the capitol beltway.

To be fair, that’s the way I’ve always played that game. As I’ve always been about a foot taller and 100lbs heavier (starting around age 10) than everyone else around me, it shut that shit down real fast.

The Stark kings (and other family) are buried specifically with swords laid across them, with the books saying “the iron in the sword kept the spirits of the dead locked within their tombs.” Now, there is a scene in book one where Rickon “borrows” one of the oldest swords while playing in the crypt (possibly the one…

I was being a little tongue-in-cheek—I’ve certainly seen them, usually sitting atop the tray, or in a compartment, usually laying across the lemons.

I got you, fam...