The past is far behind us, the future doesn’t exist! Oh, what’s the time?

Somehow, I grew up in the one neighborhood in the city that hasn’t had a spike in value in the last couple of decades. My mom refuses to move out to a retirement community (at this point she would need assisted living). She likes to talk about improving the property and what color she should paint the upstairs. Watches flipper shows all day.

I don’t have the heart to tell her that I have no interest in inheriting the property and that it will be a huge burden to liquidate all of the ‘antiques’ she has gathered over the last 80 years that now stink of cat piss and many colors of mold.

She’s always been there for me in my darkest hours, though, and so has that shit mid century ranch.

I’ll still let her win at Wheel of Fortune, as long as she can remember my name.

If this is an honest question: slaves in the US would sing songs as they toiled to help them cope with their hardship. From the slaveowners view the songs often seemed silly or full of hope, while the lyrics actually contained veiled instructions about insurrection or escape.

I can’t think of any examples of the top of my head, but aren’t there some games that should have thrived but we’re heals back by launching as Epic exclusives?

Hey sailor… ;)

I miss the clutches of people that would congregate in smoking areas on breaks at work, kinda forced to socialize but all walks of life would be tied together by their shared vice.

Now the smoking area at work has dwindled so I feel like a pariah sucking on my electric nicotine pacifier for a couple minutes, staring at my phone and ignoring the other pariahs that come outside.

Hell, I think I met the larger part of my 2000s friend group striking up conversations outside of bars when you could no longer smoke inside.

Sorry I’m romanticizing am unhealthy dirty habit, but I do think that we, in the US at least, have vilified one more means of social connection.

Game Production Manager: “Nobody is going home until we get this bug ironed out. You don’t have to come in this weekend if you don’t want, but we won’t renew your contract if you didn’t.”

The JavaScript boy became a sexy mysterious wizard.

Checks out.

Because blue LEDs are a MIRACLE, dammit!

I can’t say for sure why. When I got married she just wanted to take one of my names (I have two last names). I’m not famous or anything, so it doesn’t carry any clout. Maybe she wanted a fancy sounding hyphenated name too, because she added one of mine to her current one.

Won’t anyone think of the gun owners that have social anxiety that can’t bear to look the guy at the gun shop in the eye and don’t have the time to wait for an online order because IVE GOT TO DO IT TONIGHT IF I DON’T DO IT TONIGHT ITS NEVER GONNA HAPPEN

/s

This calls for 50 milliliters of Victory Gin!

My chicory plantation will finally turn a profit! Wait till Dandelion Dan hears about this!

Late 90s Chicago, I don’t recall this happening much, but I did have a social studies teacher in 7th grade that let kids take their lunch period in her classroom and the AV cart would usually be tuned in to the Maury Provich show.

I watched a VHS dupe my father had made of this so many times. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the proper cover art of it.

‘See you later, navigator!’

https://g.co/kgs/uNhJedM Toxic Love

Everyone that voted for Cheeto Christ has willingly put their teeth to the curb, so SUKBRICK isn’t far off.

I love that in Fallout one of the crafting materials you get from breaking down cigarettes is asbestos. Its not true of course, at least I don’t think so…

How have I never known this‽

Settle down child, and let me tell you the tale of Ron Burgundy…