Day 308: I’d Rather Not Let Willy Cause A Car Accident [Friday Thoughts W/ TeeCoZee]

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Good Moleman. Am I doomed to spend the rest of my life sweating like a pig? I don’t know. Pigs tend to chew. I’d say you sweat more like a duck. It’s Friday,… Continue reading

Day 307: 372 Words About “Working Girl”

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The day has come where I force people to pick writing prompts for me. I guess you might call it, “Thursday”. I still don’t really have a better name for it. Whatever. Today’s… Continue reading

Day 306: The Key To Tudor City

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I’m running late again. But I know I’ll have to wait forever. The air is surprisingly clear as I shuffle down 42nd street. But looking deep into the horizon, I still can’t see… Continue reading

Day 305: It’s Saturday!

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I woke up late. Not too late to be deemed late, but late enough. I had exactly 2 minutes to leave for work. No sweat. I’ll just text my boss and let him… Continue reading

Day 304: Control

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I need to take control.Or at least that’s what I was told.Because doing so might be beneficialIn taking care of whatever’s going on. I would say my greatest fear is losing all control.Not… Continue reading

Day 303: Because I Forgot That Tony Hawk Came Out For The Switch [Top 5 Top 5 Sunday]

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As the title clearly shows, I completely forgot that the Switch port of THPS 1+2 came out. Not that I haven’t already played through the PS4/5 version 30 times already, because I have.… Continue reading

Day 302: Lazy Haiku Saturday

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Woke up around tenAlready fully preparedTo relax all day Ah yes, cold pizzaThe breakfast of championsWith extra olives The salon is fullIt looks like our appointmentWill not be on time A maskless jerkfaceGets… Continue reading

Day 301: I’d Rather Get More Accurate Notifications [Friday Thoughts W/ TeeCoZee]

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Good Moleman. Let that be a lesson, kids. Never try. If you want some butter, it’s under my face. It’s Friday, July 16th, Two0TwoOne. The weather in Astoria is 85˚ & Pantone 15-3919… Continue reading

Day 300: 300 Words About 300

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Holy shit, I made it. Day 300. That’s pretty fucking nuts to think that I’m still spitting out all this schlock and you are all still reading it. Thanks, Mom. To celebrate the… Continue reading

Day 299: The Continued Insufferableness Of Hollywood Hogan [Wrasslin’ For Lunch]

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I’ve been breezing through the WCW canon faster than a 24/7 Title reign. This could be attributed to the fact that Rachel has been going to bed super early, I’ve been staying up… Continue reading