Good. Go shame them. Cold fried chicken is delicious.

By the same woman, or is he venturing into Shawn Kemp/Evander Holyfield territory?

Honestly, I’ve enjoyed watching civilisation collapse in on itself. There are certain moments in history that humanity has always needed to create something better.

Aye, the 100-ton gun. I mistakenly identified it as the “100-foot gun”. Saw it on an episode of Forgotten Weapons.

I’m convinced that the low quality of work in the service industry in 2019 was the result of the supercharged economy. In Seattle unemployment got all the way down to something like 2.1 percent.

Nuggs are cheaper than dirt. Tenders have their place, but when I want nostalgia/comfort food for not a lot of loot, only nuggets will do.

“Cold fried chicken, like cold pizza, is something preferred (or even tolerated) only by people who don’t know how to reheat it properly.”

Nah, that’s me at the seafood place when they’ve got a good deal on the stuff.

I’ve been fortunate insofar as those same superannuated relics tend to have a potent aversion to self-checkout; they will clog up the one manned checkout line all the way down an aisle while “beep...beep...beep...robotic voice saying ’card approved, thank you’” gets me out of there in a flash.

I like my pizza that way, where I have a “shit, that was dumb, ow” moment on first bite.

“If that looks like a waterlogged version of a clicker from The Last of Us, you’re not far off.”

“I’m not a fan of eating normally hot foods cold.”

This one’s a win. On Saturday mornings, I try to get all shopping done before 9 a.m. A grocery store at 7:15 in the morning is a serene place.

If you’re going to IKEA from Seattle, don’t even bother with the freeway. You’re better off using surface streets. When I go from Kent, I just go up Central Avenue to 180th then pop over a couple blocks to get to the store. If you’re going down from Seattle, just use MLK.

On the other hand, I’m not exactly wondering what could possibly have compelled her husband to seek affection outside of his marriage...

A bit further back than that, I lived within a 10-minute walk of a Safeway. They had (still have? Will have once the world stops coughing? I haven’t been back that way since I moved up the hill) a deal on Monday where you could get 8 pieces for $4.99.

“Even at a fast-food joint”

“Hey, you guys, can we talk about Outriders some more? Please?”

Philosophical question...

Saul is my stock answer to a theoretical like ‘you can travel back in time and kill one person from history, but you can’t kill Hitler. Who do you kill?’ If not the most evil person who has ever lived and wasn’t named Hitler, right up there. (the fact that as a practicing Germanic pagan revivalist I have a massive beef…