Stalinwolf

This is one thing that had held me back from building/working with computers for a living. I would be a natural fit for the job, but I don't want to ruin one of the only technical things I enjoy doing in my freetime.

My brother explained skatole to me once, and I remember the balancing act he had to perform to explain that he's not saying my shit smells good in particular, but that it shares a certain quality with the odor of flowers. . But not a good quality, mind you.

I appreciated the compliment.

It's crazy to me that people are still watching TV and tuning into things like new episodes of The Simpsons. My wife and I just drove out to Vancouver last week and stayed in a few hotels along the way. Using the TVs at each one (with a living, breathing TV Guide Channel) felt a little surreal. We were supposed to have sex the one night and instead I fell asleep watching the Paralympics.

I fucking love my kid. She's incredible. And some days I kind of understand where Casey Anthony was coming from. Doesn't sound so outlandish. But outside of extreme cases, I probably cap out at about a 6.5/10. I feel like that's pretty good. It's those 8s and up that get you thinking about Casey Anthony.

(since people are increasingly unable to detect satire, I should probably get ahead of it and specify I don't actually fantasize about killing my kid)

The lore books in The Elder Scrolls series, hands-down.

There is an entire universe of conflicting knowledge, personal bias, and unreliable narrators that leave Tamriel's history feeling very real, and very open to interpretation. The fun of it is piecing together the truth somewhere in the middle. But I'll die on the hill that the Arcturian Heresy is absolute horseshit written by a madman, and comparable to the scribbles of a paranoid schizophrenic on an anti-vax forum. Anyone who references that volume in regards to Tiber Septim and the forming of the empire is an impressionable dweeb.

Oh, somehow I glazed over that part.

Hate when that happens..

My great aunt also called it Snoops, and it irked me that she saw the logo a million times and never once questioned her pronunciation.

Yeah, the white, brown and green uniform.

Monolith look so rad.

I rage nearly every day when a bag either rips beside the seal, or has such garbage perforations that you have to use scissors on it regardless of their presence.

After some digging I've learned I'm misremembering it being Homey, and it was instead the 1991 film Shakes the Clown.