Kids joke:
Not all ducks like fish. Some prefer quackers.

As I, without a plan, inspirationally penned a book about jeans, trousers, and slacks worn in the 1970s, it dawned on me that I was a genuine pantser.

Targeted Americans when they realize that the underground railroad of yesteryear can now be accomplished easier to Canada by car or plane.

No, an authoritarian isn't an author who works as a librarian.

I just posted on X:
After the inauguration, I will be maintaining my account here as a placeholder only and fully move over to other platforms (@ edgeoerin on BlueSky and CounterSocial).
Elmo's X can become Truth Social 2.0.

Wayne Gretzky is Canadian asshole, ahem, I mean, icon.

Disheveled, dirty, stinky, some drooling with their hands down their pants. The bitcoin was on the floor.
It was then I realized I had inadvertently wanted into a creeptocurrency conference.

Tony Hinchcliffe and two of his best friends go into a bar and order some drinks.
The bartender looks at them and says, "Guys, I'm going to have to ask you to remove your pointy white hats so I know who is having what. Plus, it saves me from having to cut a straw hole out for y'all, and I'm fresh out of straws."

They were all like peas in a pod until legume split.

The male tractor knew the female tractor was breaking up with him when he got the John Deere letter.

A wet spaghetti noodle has more push back.

CNN has become the eunuch of legacy media and Jake Tapper is their poster boy.

It's unfortunate that "One should prosecute their life in such a manner as to not render other species endangered or extinct, nor imperil the biosphere" didn't at least become the 11th Commandment! Then again, perhaps there wasn't the necessary omniscience ... oh, wait..

News: Authorities are investigating racist text messages sent to black Americans across the country telling them to report to a plantation "to pick cotton".

"The messages appear to have started on Wednesday, the day after election day."

It's only going to get worse....

My car moved into the right-hand lane as darkness enveloped me. Then, despite how hard I tried to steer away from the wall, my vehicle hit it, and then skidded along, grinding and screeching, for a few hundred feet. I was ok, but the car was a total write-off.
I tell ya, carpull tunnel syndrome really sucks.

I've battled depression & anxiety most of my adult life. The current state of affairs (War, Genocide, US election, the burgeoning Holocene Extinction) has me in a dark place - an abyss of anger, a venomous chasm of discontent. I know I'm not alone.
They say hope springs eternal... I hope so.

Gleefully following back all who love and respect Mother Nature, aren't Climate Change deniers, and who see protecting the biosphere as being imperative for the survival of all living things.

Women and girls:
A simple but effective technique to ward off an attacker is to grab the area just below the center of the lower lip. Squeeze as hard as you can with two or three fingers. It is EXTREMELY PAINFUL and will give you enough time to get away or call for help.
Try it on yourself.

Looking Away is the new Permission.