I went to the Whitehouse in 1989 as part of a high school band geek trip to play during Bush 41’s inauguration. I had a ridiculous “butterfly” knife and a wad of firecrackers in my jean jacket. There was no reason to have them. They were just in my jacket all the time. The dude at the metal detector took the knife, tossed the black cats into the trash can and waved me through. He returned the knife when we left.

I wonder if that would be newsworthy today.

Have you tried changing the filters?

I would watch that.

But Poirot loves to eat trees!

Get a Pixel?

Passing the controller around the room playing God of War 3 on Wednesday nights.

Make a document with all of the passwords and save it to her desktop. Print it, too, and leave it in a drawer.

Neat! Thank you

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I always go six minutes. Fight me.

What’s the Death Note?

I’m sure you don’t know.

Please share your, much more realistic measures!

Those bags cost money.

That’s probably 2% of their holiday bonus!

Or where’isis

It used to be an hour. How is this “research” useful?

I’m here for the same reasons. I’m still figuring it out. So far so good though.

I’m mired in grief and loneliness. Where’s my massage? I guess I’m not eligible.

Why use a played out Trump and Musk photo. Use photos of people we would be surprised to see on the list.