I found this online and wanted to share.

I found this online and wanted to share.
Acting Governor Dan Patrick (gross) and Senator Ted Cruz (gag me) are begging people to pray for the people lost in the hill country flooding. Let me be frank: Prayer does nothing. Commenting “Prayers” on a tragic Facebook post is laughable. Those people aren’t even actually praying. They’re just typing a word – a worthless word. Prayer is a way of absolving yourself from taking actual action. If you feel like you can help, then help. In real life.…
Someone left this on my desk at work over 20 years ago and never owned up to it.
I watched Strange Days yesterday, which featured Juliette Lewis topless. Last night, I dreamed that I ran into her at an airport. Apparently, she really liked me, and we made out for a long time. Then, for no apparent reason, I was topless for a while. We walked past some of my family and friends, who played it cool and just gave her finger guns or whatever. After she left, she texted me her hotel room. For some reason, I decided not to go.
I thought this photo was lost forever. I’ve looked for it before. It features my first rat, Sybil. I’m digging through old CDs looking for a video from ~2001.
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Back in the ’80s I had a friend in Mesquite named Jason Schaffer. I lived on Luau Street and he lived one street over on Aloha Drive. I didn’t see him as much as I did my other friends. Plus, he was about four years older than I was. I really looked up to him as I thought he was polite yet cool. I was told circa 1990 by other kids in the neighborhood that Jason had tragically hanged himself and died. He was evidently a high school sophomore at the time. I never heard more about him ever again. I started looking around on Ancestry.com and found some things. I hope to find someone who knew hom better than I – perhaps Jason Johnston or members of Mesquite FB groups.…
I’ve always had this feeling that my birth month is like my home on the calendar. Almost like the Earth’s position in the solar system during that month (November) is my true home. The further out, the further from home. It’s weird because, aside from sleeping a ton, there’s nothing I can do to get there faster. I can’t just save up money and take a brief trip to November.
Have you ever had a feeling like that?…
I asked AI to create an image of a man reading a scary book in front of a statue of a goat. Two of them were pretty interesting!