So do our eyes just get progressively worse as we get older? Does the world just get blurrier and blurrier until it becomes only shapes and colors, like a lame-ass version of Predator-vision?
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Tag Archives: humor
(And miles to go before I sleep.)
Got my first rejection letter from a publication in China.
Hey — it’s a “trying milestone.” I failed, but I tried something new for the first time.
Like when submitted to The New Yorker or to The Irish Times.
Throwback Thursday: The Thompson Twins’ “Hold Me Now” (1984)!
Play this song with your eyes closed, and it transports you right back to the 80’s. Hey, it’s a lot easier than what they did in “Avengers: Endgame” (2019).
(I might be a one-percenter.)
Street Dad Strikes.
You know you’re getting old when you pass 20-somethings in the street and get paternal impulses. MY DUDE, WHERE IS YOUR JACKET? Did you leave the house wearing only a flannel shirt?
[Update — sorry for any repeat posts, guys. It’s a WordPress glitch — not mine.]
(Probably not.)
I walked for 5 miles EXACTLY tonight, according to Google Fit.
Law of Infinite Probabilities and all that.
I have NO idea if I am using that term correctly.
(There’s a reason, though — they’re tasty.)
Ours is not to reason why; ours is but to eat the fries*.
*Or tater tots.
Seriously, though, I need to start watching my cholesterol or whatever.
Fun with spammers.
Don’t lie. You do this too.
Christmas 2023.
I Russelled up this meme so you could give it a Kurt response.
I try to resist the urge to post memes on what is supposed to be a blog about writing, but this is just too cool.
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