To be fair, he did tell us all "Fly? yes. Land, no." like 40 years ago.

>The “panoramic”—he hates the word pandemic—seemed like it was never going to end.

OK, two sentences in and I already want to punch this guy.

>There was the roof-top Super Soaker bash where a boozed-up crowd sprayed water and Champagne guns. Nicki Night with Minaj tunes and twerking. Cuffing-season mixers with speed dating and onsite matchmakers. Each event was bigger than the last, sold out, and typically enough to cover a couple months’ rent. He dated someone he’d met in his TikTok comments. A Michelin-starred restaurant invited him to its $155 cocktail “experience,” fully comped. Clubs were giving him free tables and bottle service with half-­naked girls blasting sparklers and waving lit-up drinks in the district signs. Royalty, baby.

Do people actually like doing this shit? Or do they just pretend to themselves that they do because this is what they assume "living life" actually means?

The people I know were regulars at their local farmers markets and eventually they were asked by the operators of certain stalls if they were interested in picking up shifts. So I guess you could go to your local FM and ask around? Sorry that I can't be more helpful than that!

A lot of farmers market vendors need people to work their booths on Saturdays and Sundays. I know a couple of people who do that and get $100 for the day, cash under the table.

My neighbors and I have been dealing with an overgrowth of bamboo in our backyards that was planted decades ago by previous owners. One day I made it all the way back into the bamboo, and I ended up finding an abandoned shed and three rusting cars. From what we can figure out, it looks like one of the former inhabitants of our place got tired of seeing the other person's junk and planted bamboo to cover it up.

There's a reason why every episode of "American Pickers" involves an old white guy in rural America with at least 3 rusted cars among his accumulated junk.

> Biden asked for a single Ghostburger with bacon, but no cheese and no “spooky sauce.”

You know he wanted a double with bacon and cheese but could see Dr. Jill giving him that look.

Zog Sports DC has a couple of indoor leagues starting in January. They aren't the greatest places to play (think elementary school basketball courts), but they get the job done.

Thanks. Everybody feels awful about it, and I don't blame them. The dog has never bitten anyone before so it's a real head-scratcher.

My relatives' dog, who I've known for years, freaked out when I walked in the door and attacked me. Now I've got quite a few bites on my legs and arms.

Thankfully one of my family members is a surgeon and he stitched me up so I didn't have to pay an out-of-network urgent care bill.

This is just a perfect example of the War on Toyotathon and how discriminated against we true believers really are.

In the immortal words of Dolly Parton, "y'all come back now, ya hear!"

(This is a very obscure way of saying "we're glad you enjoyed your visit).