Dark blue clownfish. On the floor with my kid, it may hurt when I get up.

Are we just reposting boomer Facebook memes at this point? Maybe we can post something about the lack of work ethic of millennials and complain about transgenders in sports. You know what I hate? Taxes. Anyway, gotta go spread syphilis to the rest of The Villages.

I’d love to, “but I work a 9 to 5, so I’d like to fight crime from, like, 6 to 9.”

He clearly just wants some Kenny Rogers Roasted Chicken.

Unfortunately, he didn’t get the humor of Conan nor the artistic ability of Tarantino. Just the hairdo of Conan and a foot fetish.

Fibonacci strikes again!

Exercise is what helped me. I tried kayaking, found it to be nice but a lot of overhead. So cycling became a passion. Cover a lot of ground, see nature, get a lot of perspective, release endorphins in a healthy way. I did both road cycling and mountain biking.

It basically saved me from some dark times. I have a young child now, so on a hiatus, but will be back to it once she is old enough to go on rides.

“Young Hickory, Napoleon of the Stump” - They Might Be Giants

Y’know what, screw the bot.