Remember my post yesterday about David Duchovny’s 2028 presidential bid? That was an April Fool’s Day joke.
I might be losing my touch — I think I fooled almost NOBODY this year. Or maybe you people are just getting sharper in your old age.
Remember my post yesterday about David Duchovny’s 2028 presidential bid? That was an April Fool’s Day joke.
I might be losing my touch — I think I fooled almost NOBODY this year. Or maybe you people are just getting sharper in your old age.
Totally NOT an April Fool’s joke.
I’m singing the Polistes carolina blues.
Standing by the side of the road, and a raven leaves its perch on the power lines to overfly me.
If you are a fan of “28 Days Later” (2002), then you know that this is a setup for a BAD situation.
Today I have to go back to the same store where I keep leaving my grocery bags at the counter. (There is an alarming paucity of Little Debbie Snack Cakes in my home.)
Keep your fingers crossed that I don’t embarrass myself again. I need to walk out with ALL my bag, so that a polite young person doesn’t have to chase me.
How do I make the same embarrassing mistake at the same store one week later? (You guessed it — I left one of my packages at the counter again, and the poor, beleaguered, young cashier had to run out after the confused old guy with it.)
It’s like a humiliating glitch in The Matrix.
Ever just be really disappointed by a pair of reading glasses?
#NerdWorldProblems
People say I’m paranoid.
(Those people are out to get me.)