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Monthly Archives: August 2013
Remember to say it again. Say it more than once if needed. Say it multiple times.
Only if you juggle them.
But not my baby! Just another baby human. And a big one :-D
We all did.
Go suck a bag of cronuts! #shitlynaesays
That wasn’t grumpy, that was actually insightful! False advertising!
It’s more of a low growl right now.
If I were a dog, I would constantly be barking at people in baseball caps.
Well, Chicklet, a few days before your birth, your dad shaved his iconic mustache. THAT’S why you get mustaches every year on your birthday.
Old Sage voice: “it is not the house which is stupid, but ourselves.”
Parking was suspiciously easy to find today… #fomoparking
Put stuff in, take stuff out. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
Guys, you seriously don’t want to know how many times today I have run into the knapsack problem.
RT: The uterus is a 4D printer that fabricates an animated object that will grow, age, change and die over time.
I hope I answered the question adequately. :D
NO! No no no. I know I’m lax with… like… actual tweets about my life, but I promise I won’t announce news of my first-born child in week 40.
I used “she’s fertile for 2 days, but d’you know how long your stuff’s fertile inside her?” reasoning to instill doubt in the date.
The profundity of THE WAIT during the ninth month of pregnancy is… profound.
“Never underestimate the power of something to do.”
–things we say to remind ourselves about work’s good qualities
There’s a “massage” parlor in the Tenderloin with a parklet in front. We fought the good fight and won, people.
Know how The Onion could easily have Middle East coverage, but doesn’t? The Pan-Arabia Enquirer is there. pocket.co/s42QR
You go to Japan, the land of weird-ass sodas, and you discover Heritage Dr. Pepper? That’s at my fancy corner store!
In traffic: “Hey, Fucko! Reconsider your life choices! I know you didn’t ASK your parents to be named Fucko.”
You know,, it’s people like you that make me wifi-enable my accordion.
(I know, right?)
One last question: has the NSA figured out yet how to save and index *every* tweet? If so, our tax dollars were probably well spent.
“Walk us through a typical workday for you.”
Me: they still make those?
Oh! That’s what that does.
Sometimes you have to say it more than once.
Were you subtweeting? I think I caught you subtweeting.
Old infrastructure never dies, it just fades away then gets weirder.
Idea: a stealthy quadcopter, speakers a-bristling, flying along an abandoned railway, blaring the ghost-whistle of a long forgotten train.
You’re going to want lots of spaghetti afterwards. flic.kr/p/fuUGkc
One day I might do a Radio Unpronounceable here, but by then we might not be the only white people shopping at the Asian grocery store.
Isn’t it obvious? Non-joke answer: history itself.