A snark-fueled digital artist, shouting into the void. Would that it twerr so simple. In the epic saga of my extraordinary life, I am the unreliable narrator.
The #costco in #RedDeer was giving out samples of enormous BBQ chicken drumsticks and chicken wings today. You could make, like, three circuits around the store and practically eat a whole chicken.
That @brittlestar guy is one of the rare breed of modern YouTubers who, on some deep existential level, looks like he’s doing all his comedy bits at gunpoint.
I’m not going to judge it until it’s finished, but holy crap does this season of ‘True Detective’ happen super fast. Folks travel to distant Arctic locations before breakfast, and every event in the story has happened in the past four days.
Vladimir Jankélévitch claimed that the deepest apprehension of music comes from 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 it. Even at levels of enactment as humble as tapping one's feet or humming a breath.
If I ever hit a deer on one of my many trips to Calgary, it won’t be because I didn’t see the deer. It will be because I was temporarily flash-blinded by some stupid overpowered LED headlights.
I kind of like this new / old YouTube aesthetic of remixing 80s songs so they sound like they're playing in an empty abandoned mall. https://t.co/iGPWdxS3qP