Eh. It was hot–within normal parameters for August, but still awful–and there’s not much going on except sitting in the dark listening to BREWERS FREAKING BASEBALL. Something crazy almost every day when I wake up. Fourteen in a row! Remind me to pick my sacred number studies back up.
I also read an internet rumor than the em-dash means an AI wrote it, but I have always been like this. I promise you–all these words are mine.
August 10, 2025
Then the soccer fans vandalized the shed, and everyone shrugged.
Now there’s a cartoon of an animal smoking a blunt on the shed at the daycare, and everyone shrugs.
August 12, 2025
It’s perfect. I’m saving the seeds.
August 13, 2025
Weed control may actually be illegal, I can’t keep up with Berlin’s war on food production.
August 14, 2025
There’s a reason this feature used to be called “Bad Fotos.”
August 14, 2025
