They’re not great, but they’re available.

The self checkout is a perfectly viable option, so long as Walmart can find the strength inside themselves to open 3-6 manned tills on a Sunday for folks with large carts or children. Nothing is more demoralizing than getting up to the checkouts after a huge shop and finding there isn’t a single till open whatsoever. Throw in a four-year-old who wants to help scan every item and you’re ready to burn the store down by the time you leave.

Me desire cave.

I don’t know that I’ve ever tried any truly tasty mac & cheese that wasn’t KD. Various restaurants and everyone’s aunt makes this shitty “gourmet” stuff that tastes like cold, soggy noodles and congealed white gravy. People talk about their aunt’s congealed gravy as though it’s a succulent delicacy, but it’s always as terrible as the last batch and is easily upstaged by KD.

I have this one here. It’s huge and leatherbound. Unfortunately it’s missing several of his less popular ones. The Hound is one I’d like to read, but it isn’t included in this volume.

My cousin and I used to watch fairy/leprechaun/wee-folk cameras in Ireland. Never saw shit. Starting to think there weren’t any.

I haven’t reached that one yet, but I’m close. I really enjoyed A Colour Out of Space, The Dunwich Horror, Rats in the Walls, The Temple, Call of Cthulhu, and the very beginning of The Festival, when he describes wandering along the seaside road toward the distant twinkling lights of a wintery village. The opening pages of that book are beautiful.

Do you recall which Lovecraft story?

Your fear of disappearing resonates the worst for me in regards to my daughter (4) doing so. It makes me want to vomit to think of her just gone, at the mercy of someone or something else, with no way to know where she is or how to save her. It rips my heart in half that so many parents throughout time have lived this exact nightmare and never received answers. I find some relief that I live in a very safe part of the world where child abductions rarely (if ever) happen, but there are a number of other ways your little girl can just vanish.

I wouldn’t say this perpetually weighs on my conscience, but every time I remember it can happen, it really fucks with my head.

I can’t wait to go Christmaos Jinping this year! They just put in a new Target in the workers quarter.

I’ve never cared much about TikTok but old Vine memes make me wish I had been more involved with that platform. If Loops ends up being cool, it might be neat to help pioneer something for once.

I remember visiting my buddy up in Elk Rapids, Michigan the year that All Summer Long dropped. It was an anthem for all of the drunk shitheads up there that he ran with. They literally played All Summer Long all fucking summer long.

“It was summah time in northern michuhhgguuuuhhhn!”

A lot of customers at work mistake me for one of my staff. We look nothing alike. Different hair color, different facial hair, drastically different glasses and demeanor. But once or twice per week someone tries to continue some conversation we never had.

I could understand if they had spoken to him once and saw me in there a week later… But these are regulars. I guess glasses + hair growing from face goes a long way.

We used to prepare and eat these back home. They’re a bit like eggplant. My dad would sometimes hop out of the car on his commute home from work and grab these off the side of the road.

Not hearing the kind stranger line for over a year now has been wonderful.

Get some needle-nosed tweezers or something very thin and use it to dig out the obscene amount of pocket lint that compacts itself down in there. Keep trying even if nothing comes out at first. This works for me every time.

Lambda lambda lambda and…?

Omego-Muuuuuu…

I’m not surprised. Immigrating to Canada for seven years and then visiting home was very eye opening.

I believe WoW was the tipping point for this. Never had these experiences with older games like Dark Age of Camelot.