I (M) saw Sinead O’Connor in the early '90s and almost the entire audience was 13-year-old girls dressed in black who screamed every time Sinead made a weird hand gesture. Still probably the best concert I’ve ever been to - Sinead was a fantastic real singer and her band was tight. RIP and fuck Joe Pesci.

It was last year! I found out they were playing in my area … the day after they played. I haven’t been to a concert in 18 years but I would have gone to that one.

He doesn’t even write his tweets, let alone his speeches.

Hitler actually put a great deal of work and practice time into becoming a good public speaker. Can you imagine Trump putting that kind of effort into anything? Even golf?

At the start of every summer, I rediscover grape soda and I’m like “holy shit this stuff is great”. And then about 7 cans into the case I remember why I stopped drinking it. It’s kind of funny that it’s only ever available in the store brand, never in a “real” brand.

I went to grad school in the '90s and one of our friends used to show up to our house parties with her infant in tow and get blackout drunk and pass out, and we would have to collectively take care of the baby. Weird to think that kid is in his 30s by now, if he’s even still alive. The double whammy of fetal alcohol syndrome and growing up in Florida would be hard to overcome.

We’re on our front foot

He’s on his ass … which is remarkable since he’s talking out of it at the same time.

Stab Persians with really long sticks

It translates to “you have Play-Doh on your forehead”.

I haven’t really eaten fast food in years, but a few months ago I was sort of forced to get lunch at a Burger King because it was the only place around. It (a Whopper and onion rings) was actually pretty tasty, a lot better than what I was expecting. But I just felt so physically bad after eating it, like I just wanted to lay down somewhere and die. Maybe it was all the salt, I dunno. When you combine this with the insane prices, it’s a just a mystery why anyone would eat this shit regularly.

It is so demoralizing to try and explain civil asset forfeiture. I’ve never had a single person believe that it’s real when I tell them about it - everybody insists that it can’t possibly be true since it’s so flagrantly unconstitutional.

I own a 2003 International school bus with a DT466e. Not mechanical, obviously, but it only has 39K miles on it after a rebuild - built like a brick chicken house, as they say.

FYI the Navistar DT466 was mechanically injected until 1995.

Tires are another problem. One thing that makes me laugh about the recent Mad Max movies is that all the vehicles have brand-new knobby tires (IIRC the original Mad Max had a lot of properly fucked-up old tires). Since those movies are mostly practical effects, they needed good tires for safety but it’s totally unrealistic for a post-apocalyptic world. In reality they’d use old tires until they exploded - like most of the world today.

Refining gasoline is unlikely enough in these scenarios, but they’d have no way of sourcing the rubber for new tires, let alone the capacity to manufacture them.

Lol check out modern bikes with electric shifters.

Or that you wouldn’t last a year without your statin.

I know some very smart people from Iowa. They left.

I don’t remember that Converse tagline … but back then I was wearing Sears Toughskins instead of Levis, that should make it clear how fashionable I was. “Limousines for the Feet” is a pretty laughable slogan, though, since chucks are about the least comfortable shoes in the history of humanity - even Ötzi’s fucking bird’s nest shoes were probably more comfortable.

It’s Germany - wouldn’t it be “das tired”?

I just realized the irony of Zion Williamson playing basketball for the New Orleans Pelicans.