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…oh, now i get it…

…no, i think that was a nipplegate thing…

…i try to leave enough space not to touch bumpers when the front car’s suspension rocks back under acceleration…

…i totally thought that was wheat and lentil penne sautéed with crumbled sausage…

…our local grocer stocks vegan gummies; sadly they’re not very good…

…at a quick glance-scan, i though that third row under gen X read ‘starfleet’: did a double-take and was disappointed…

…hah!..well that kind of superfandom commands my respect even if the material doesn’t earn it: dorks dorking-out over dorky things are always cool in my opinion…

…so, like, it was a walmart-exclusive live television broadcast?..was there a live audience at the perfromance or was he just playing to an empty studio?..how’d that work, like, did they set up chairs in front of a special big-screen at each location or did you just stand around the electronics department for two hours?..

…garth brooks reminds me a lot of taylor swift; totally not my jam but you do you…

…heck, may parents’ first litton microwave took three grown men to move and we barely managed at that…

…my 2ZZ-GE has been great; this is the first time i’ve read a complaint about the 1ZZ…

…i got honorable mention in the history fair in fourth grade; i think i still have the ribbon in a box…

…how about jupiter’s moon?..

…i’ll put my money on a domestic incident first: the administration has more to gain from crushing dissent…

^{(i actually thought this was ammunition from an old disc gun)}

…all my turntables have included 45RPM adapters for the spindle; never needed anything separate for the records…

…i have a 5" adapter ring for 3" compact discs, though: that has seen legitimate use in all my slot-loading players, although drawer-loading players always included detents for smaller discs, and of course portable players snap directly onto the spindle…

…those are what i use, but whereas i can avoid touching anything with my hands until using a towel and any residual dampness air-dries between my fingers and skin, hopping across the bathroom to a towel one foot at a time is awkward and best and my feet are pretty much going on the ground immediately after mostly-drying them…

…washing my feet in the sink is trivial; drying them well-enough not to track around slightly-damp feet afterward is a hassle…

…where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above-average…

…folks frequently presume i’m a recording on telephone calls; i used to do radio so i guess my extemporaneous diction comes across more composed than anticipated…