My mother, sister, aunts, and various nieces and nephews are right where Milton is supposed to make landfall. They’re staying put because of various shaky excuses. Take it from an ex Florida Man: Floridians are not sane people.

Tonight, Jen and I will be watching our first #Monsterdon. When do we drink? When Dracula bears his fangs?

Our Halloween party this year is British-themed, so I’m going as a slutty electric kettle.

Talking for hours on your clear princess model phone wearing a RELAX shirt and jellies while Thriller plays in the background. #MostEightiesThingEver #HashTagGames

It absolutely kills me how on the Fediverse, someone will label an image “CW: NUDITY” and when you tap, it’s a cartoon furry in a dress with a medium length thigh slit and a hint of cleavage.

Hey, any chance the people of Earth could just not be batshit crazy for ONE FREAKING YEAR?! No? Okay, then. Carry on.

Sorry I’m late to this assignment; somebody’s house had a flat and I had to wait while they changed it in the middle of the road.

Maybe people whose job it is to plan infrastructure for future generations should take note that right now, crews are using actual mules to get food and water to people in North Carolina. Fancy tech might always be trendy, but it won’t always be what’s needed.