My Brain Decided This Ad Said "Half The Twice, Size The Worry".
My brain decided this ad said "Half the Twice, Size the Worry".
This is because of the italics and because I still hate the order in which words on the road appear.
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Could there be anything worse than realizing that you're the ex Chappell Roan is talking about in "Good Luck, Babe!"?
Yes. Yes, there is.
It would be worse to mistake yourself for the ex Chappell Roan is talking about in Good Luck, Babe!
I am currently reviewing and auditing digital records related to Internet governance. Many are legal documents that underwent endless cycles of revisions and approvals. The oldest among them are over 25 years old.
Much of what used to baffle me about Microsoft Word suddenly makes so. much. sense.
I'm pretty sure I peaked ~10 years ago. I made this meme while slacking off at work. Took me like 4 minutes in MS Paint (XP version).
Knowledge is knowing that it's Frankenstein's monster; wisdom is not looking for a lab coat when you Find Frankie.
See also: "My pronouns are she, but not her…. I’ll never be her…"
tfw when I see a post in a group on Zuck's Overgrown Hot-or-Not™ that's comment-locked, and it takes me exactly one (1) second of glancing at the headline to understand wtf happened
I've long owned a very old copy of The Age of Chivalry; Or, Legends of King Arthur by Thomas Bulfinch. It's got an 1898 copyright date, a preface dated as 1900, and a title page illustration marked 1908. Its cover is extremely worn, but the insides are intact and still pretty.
Today, I decided to look up the person whose name is on the bookplate. I found him in an ad in the San Bernardino Sun, Volume 62, Number 140, 18 July 1928.
He was a butt doctor.
No, autocorrect. I actually did mean "discrete", not "discreet". This isn't 2009, and I am not a married man posting personal ads on the sly on Craigslist.
It's a crime that no one has done an adaptation of the Iliad where the gift horse whose mouth went tragically unexamined is a mint vintage Ford Mustang secretly rigged up with explosives.
There's a Hole in the Bucket is more than just a fun little folk song. It's a warning about weaponized incompetence. In this essay I will
