feb 1 in idea barrages

Three hoarders having sex is a garage a trois.

Surviving through the darkness, that’s the easy part, the real struggle is making sure the darkness doesn’t survive through you.

“Mister Mister was my father, please, just call me Mister.”

This is the problem with pretending that big business jackasses belong in politics: they then expect to be coddled like big business jackasses instead of treated like public servants.

November in the Adirondacks. We were about to have to shelter in place for five months anyway.

My mom’s dog mournfully screams whenever she is not about for more than a half hour or so to the point that I am now calling him, in that state, “Saddington Bear”.

I think “Executive Dysfunction” will be a wonderful title for a history book about 2020.

The first time Robin and Marian kissed, they made out like bandits.