My son had a baseball tournament over the long weekend. They played great on Saturday, and advanced out of the round robin round but fell short once they got to the double elimination stage. My son did well, pitched three good innings on Sunday but the game was...
RETVRN to Graceland
Probably not, but lets engage in wishful thinking anyways.
¿Martes por la tarde? No. ¡Por quien votamos!
Nobody cares what happened in Mexico today. So here is who we voted for and why: Sloopyinca: “I voted for the guy who has a vendetta against the government. The man who wants to destroy it out of spite. He represents how I feel, and even if our chosen methods differ,...
Brain Dump
Stupid, useless, empty brain.
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They thank you for presenting this gift of your sacred moisture.
Deep State of Confusion
This brick was hurled at me hard enough I considered just writing a stand alone article rather than a beer review. Sorry. This is my review of Flying Bassett Brewing Top Dog: This began when I came across an article denying the Veteran’s Administration removed the...
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Murdock returns!
Daily Affirmation
Doggone it. People like me.
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I stabbed my ceiling.
The Hatchery
The easiest place to catch trout.
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Its news you didn’t think to use. Its enlaces.
Skirting the ToS
Sometimes Musk&Co. will surprise you.
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.gif day? Sorry, not today.
Comment Moderation
You have no idea the shit we put up with here.
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Insert dry wit, here.
Driving Miss Daisy
Miss Daisy needs to go cyberpunk, or get off my lawn!
¿Martes? ¡MARTES! ¡Martes por la tarde, enlaces mexicanos!
I plopped down on the couch not realizing a Chihuahua was under the pile of blankets. Nearly killed the dog, and now I’m going to yell at everyone else in the house who won’t put the goddamn throw blankets away.
I nearly killed the dog…BTW Last post before update! Most likely.
The People’s History of Zyn
This might be the stupidest front of the culture wars.
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I thought I was going to have the afternoon off however… SITE MAINTENANCE SCHEDULED THIS EVENING Please do not contact us in the event you get an error trying to access the site. This is part of a scheduled upgrade to the website that is intended to address some of...
Into the Lion’s Den
I was going to write a small blurb about this for ¡Enlaces! earlier this week, but as it turns out I had more come to mind than a blurb. Sorrey. This is my review of Brewdog Practise What You Preach: The talk of the alt-right/libertarian/AnCap online infotainment...
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I spent the weekend with one of those, “getting old really sucks” attitudes. What happened was on Thursday my youngest had baseball practice so I pushed leg day to Friday. No big deal, except my daughter asked that I go to her soccer game Sunday morning. Which...
How to Build a Custom Glock
I will not sleep until this is normal. Okay, I might not be sleeping well.
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One of the more entertaining I came across this weekend aside from my oldest taking an interest in, and binge watching Forged in Fire for the past three days, is this AI. You give it a set up, and it responds back with three possible punchlines. Some of these are...
This is the Way
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It occurred to me my oldest will meet the minimum age required to receive an Arizona learner’s permit in in the next 90 days. I’m actually having more of an issue with the idea he be behind the wheel from the standpoint of overall maturity rather than the fact I am...