I'm going to put some balsalmic vinegar in this scotch.
Okay... next chapter.
You remember Return of the Jedi- where everything was pretty much fine after all the downturn of Empire and... there were Ewoks?
We are NOT
doing that here.
This is probably Empire Strikes Back... and keeps beating you over the head.
Until his arms get tired. And then he tags his buddy in while he gets a cappucino and works out his charlie horse.
All I fucking want is some walnut chicken and a job actually equivalent to my education and expertise.
That'd be terrific.
Careers. Income. Bodies of work.
There will be /crazy here.
Like I've already told you all
I don't compartmentalize by content- I compartmentalize by the nonsense in my life.
That means there will be surveys, there will be rants
and all of my passions will have representation hereabouts.
So
Video games
robots
fantasy
culture
philosophy
food
random
You're welcome to wander about. At your leisure.