I know it's kind of mean, but it cracks me up when my cats miscalculate. It doesn't happen much, but they look SO indignant when it does. Or, I project that look onto them. Either way, it makes me laugh.

I'm reading the care instructions for the fancy sheets I bought for my birthday, and they recommend taking the sheets out of the dryer early so you can skip ironing them, as, like, a fun lifehack. Cut to me looking up from the instructions with my eyebrows raised so high that it looks like they're attempting to escape my face to say, "Bold of you to assume I've ever ironed a sheet in my goddamn life."

I guess you have leveled up to the fancy ironing sheets, shrift! I did not know that was a thing.

It may be a thing, but it's certainly not a thing that I will be doing.

I hope your new sheets will accept that

I sent Gud another email. If anybody else had a different method of contact (I don't know if he social medias) please feel free to try it.

I think my maternal grandmother use to iron sheets. That is the closest I’ve ever come to the phenomenon.

I didn't share it at the time, but when I did hear from Gud he said he'd been in a really dark place. I'm concerned.

On Taserman, I haven't been able to find the cause of death, but his name was Benjamin Phillips, he was from PA, had the crazy eyes, is wearing a Baron Samedi hat in photos, and founded the social network Trumparoo, named after a kangaroo that looks like Trump.

Gud has accounts on both Facebook and Linked In. I don't know if he is actually active on either of them.