EVERYWHERE

Math is beautiful.

Oldsmobile 98. 3 tons of mailbox plowing steel bumpers, orange barrel throwing, luxuriously spaced seating, so much chrome it upsets local birds, and steel steel steel. Bumps in the road? Lol. Was that a twig or a curb we just rolled over? Cant tell. Can fit an extra three persons in the trunk comfortably with the subs and amps, if necessary, or a honda 185 three wheeler, and is unstoppable with a set of chains on the back in the snow. Longer than the Short Bus, a back seat that made most king size mattresses blush, with the gas mileage to match. Oh how I miss you Hooptie. RIP.

This is, at best, half baked, and it’s left me raw.

Enshittification continues its boring dystopian sprawl…

Many, many moons ago, it was custom for an apprentice carpenter to build his own coffin as a test to graduate to Master Carpenter. I think the coffin is highly appropriate.

Frankensteinian

Its like, State Law, or sumthin…