'Out Of Gas'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
This is bananas, people. Glad everyone is inside.
There's a person on my FB list who is ranting about this being a false flag, and I cannot understand how his brain processes the same information that I'm seeing on the news right now. Blocked, Uncle* Fucknut.
*(Not really my uncle, but I'm going to use "Uncle Fucknut" as a general moniker for any wingnutty type person.)
My parents are oddly excited about how Lester Holt is broadcasting from right in front of a diner that we like to eat at when we're visiting Boston. I don't get it.
Could all the crazy violent people please just book a group vacation to Antarctica and take out their issues on each other?
Why do I snap wide awake before my alarm on my day off when it's usually like scaling a cliff face toward consciousness on a workday? Also, why does my bedhair make me look like a Dragonball Z character this morning?
I don't even know what a false flag would mean in this context?
Why do I snap wide awake before my alarm on my day off when it's usually like scaling a cliff face toward consciousness on a workday?
Matt, that was me today. My alarm was set for 9, and I was wide awake at 7:00. On workdays, when my alarm goes off at 6:45, I feel like I'm coming out of a coma.
My bedhead has become infinitely worse since Pumpkin. See, she likes to play with/sleep on my hair. Short though it is, I wake up with odd tufts sticking out where she's made a nest.
Sophia, a "false flag" is a covert military or paramilitary operation carried out by the government but made to look like some other group/country is behind it. The idea being that the US government orchestrated this attack, pretending to be a terrorist organization of some sort, in order to justify expanded security powers. Conspiracy bullshit in this case, though it has a historical basis: [link]
My parents are oddly excited about how Lester Holt is broadcasting from right in front of a diner that we like to eat at when we're visiting Boston. I don't get it.
Heh. I get that.
My boss just assured me, unprompted, she'd fire herself before she'd fire me. Alrighty, then.
Thanks Steph. I thought he meant an actual flag!