

No, I haven’t, and I’m sure you’re right. My only experience of it is the interstate through it.
No, I haven’t, and I’m sure you’re right. My only experience of it is the interstate through it.
Huh! That’s actually really cool and does give it a little more pizzazz.
I’ve probably posted about it here before, but I lived in more than one trailer park and once stayed the night at a friend’s trailer in a completely different trailer park. While outside, boys from the other side of the trailer park came over and started picking a fight with my friend’s side of the trailer park and then a pinecone war ensued.
I also lived in a very ghetto house that produced my fear of cockroaches. I can’t even. All kinds of stuff happened there, but most to the point, years after we moved out, there was a murder-suicide, then it got struck by lightning and mostly burned. I drove by as an adult and part of the tree in the yard had fallen on it. I guess it wasn’t all bad, maybe, if I think back. Nobody ever sees my basketball skills coming, for example.
Hang in there, friend. I can say this much: you all sure do have a lot of corn. All of the stories are true. So.
I lived in Utah for 6 years and loved driving through the empty parts of Utah and Colorado. Even Nevada sort of a little bit. I found it a far more stark, imposing, beautiful emptiness. Like “I could literally die if I broke down here…that’s so cool.” I remember one time driving out from SLC to Dinosaur, CO for the dispensary, and that stretch was just stunning. At one point, I had two dust devils spinning off to my right, and a rainstorm way off to my left over these lush, Shire-esque rolling green hills. I miss the west already.
Unfortunately, “I drove through Nebraska twice” is the whole story. It’s impossible to capture how Twilight Zone-esque it feels. It just never ends and never changes. There’s nothing. Corn and nothing. More corn and more nothing. I was recalling how a few months back, some of my dumbass nephews were running their mouths about going to a college football game IN NEBRASKA. AS VISITORS. And stirring up shit. And that makes me laugh, because I can’t comprehend the kind of sheer numbness necessary to live in that place. It just feels like 1 out of 5 serial killers should be burly, corn-fed, bored-as-shit Nebraskans, but I don’t believe that’s the case?
Memes
Also anything that looks like it comes from Kirkland’s, because there’s a good bit of overlap:
You’ve gotta help us help you here.
I’ve enjoyed my NVIDIA Shield, though it’s arguably a bit long in the tooth if they’re still full price.
Seems like a really difficult, odd thing to gatekeep. It’s defined as “thoughts that pop into your head while you’re doing everyday things like taking a shower, driving, or just daydreaming.” It’s literally almost meaningless.
No.
Robin Williams, Norm Macdonald, and if David Attenborough ever dies, that’s pretty much all the light gone out of my life.
Duly noted. 🤭 🤫
Nobody wants to portend anymore.
“So this guy came in and I stretched his hat.”
Now at least you’ll know Liza Steadman has what it takes if you’re ever hard up for a good stretching. I like the sound of this gal.
Or on a budget, just wear it into the sauna at your local gym.
Could also explain a lot of MAGA confusion.