Twixxxer is the Rodney Dangerfield corner of the internet: Ya know I look pretty good with my shirt on for a man of 82, except for the tits. They're saggy.
I had a mini-epiphany today: If you pay your credit card bill in full every month, you don't need a credit card. You could probably do just as well with a prepaid card.
I took my friend Ryan to Frida's house. I told him as we stood in line if he felt the wall with the back of his hand he could feel her heart beat. He stood there a while: "Ya know Bruce, I believe I can," and I smiled and said, "that's your own heart beating, silly."
The Dream worked whenthere were 150 million of us: It doesn't when there are 400 million. Same pie. Restoration begins with shortening the supply lines. There needs to be a quality board for anything shipped from overseas. Our landfills are coming back to us as cotton underwear
A.I. bullet points:
rot doesnโt appear out of nowhere
poison needs a medium
corruption needs a host
manipulation needs a weakness
political contagion needs a culture ready to incubate it
I had an acres left and an acres done meter in my head. โHow many acres ya got left Bruceโ โ47.8," I'd say and Dad would give the other men that look. He played with my math abilities until he died. Just as he used my eyes when he couldn't see.
Imagination is what keeps you alive. I believe about half the world lacks it to the point of not being able to imagine something bad happening and then it happens. Go figure.