Twitter at the beginning of the week vs. Twitter now.

The closest thing to a math joke I will ever write.

Anyone who would accuse me of being uninteresting should know that a friend recently told me that I have the worst allergies of anyone they've ever known.

I really want to remain on Twitter until the end, but Musk seems bound and determined to drive every decent person person off the platform.

(Which isn't to say I'm a decent person, but still.)

I'm old enough to remember when watching the show "Coming Attractions," which played theatrical trailers for upcoming movies ON TELEVISION, felt like soft piracy.

Twitter on October 27th vs. Twitter today.

Wherein Cord dispenses words of wisdom.

Wherein Cord makes the best of a gross situation.

Me trying in vain to contain my intrusive thoughts.

To everyone who insisted that Twitter wouldn't be all that different under Elon Musk.

Wherein Cord meets the month of November head-on.

Meanwhile at Twitter HQ...

Discovering that I actually like McGriddles after believing that I hated them for 20+ years is the only good thing that's happened to me in 2022.

This is not even remotely a complaint.

Based on the noises coming from the apartment behind mine, I'm going to assume its occupant is building a bookshelf... with help from Godzilla.

Wherein Jenkins illustrates the benefits of a good education.

Twitter on Monday vs. Twitter now.

I can't watch the episode of The Critic in which Jay's cartoonishly evil billionaire boss runs for president without reflecting on how much better he is than literally any Republican seeking elected office in 2022.

Given how difficult it is to remove, I have to assume the cover to my bathroom exhaust fan is actually sealing away a demon and/or portal to hell.

Accurate assessment of Republicans' performance in the midterms.

Wherein Cord lives his truth.