As part of a sleep experiment, we went to bed earlier and got up earlier. We were awake at about 5:30 instead of 6:30. We're not sure how we feel about this.
Back to Starbucks. You know, despite being corporate, this place has a well warn coffee house feel to it. This store has been at this location since at least 2006, so yeah. Our local Dunkin Donuts feels like the prison in Andor. As we write this two of the baristas are talking about video games. There is a man standing next to me with a pocket full of weed. He and it stink.
We were thinking about Super Bowl ads yesterday. If Hogwarts Legacy has to advertise, why don't we?
This blog doesn't have a strong opinion, or any opinion about Nikki Haley running for president. Why not?
Things I'd like to say in earnest: I'm sorry. That's all the time we have for today.
Scotland's First Minister, Nicola Sturgeon, is resigning. Scottish independence is the biggest bluff this side of Quebec. Scotland's more Train Spotting than Brave Heart, a bunch of welfare lay abouts. What's Scottish for 'Je me Souviens'? Exit question: who cares?
So we went over to the neighbor's last night to wish them a happy Valentines Day and ended up having half a finger of whisky. Japanese Whisky. Yamato. We liked it. As someone who grew up with the Irish, and was raised on Bushmills and Jameson's, we can't help but feel a bit ashamed. Yes, we've been cited by the Irish-Whiskey police, who dropped off a bottle of Tullamore Dew for our good.
By now many of Stroock's Books reader(s) have seen 'comedian' Chelsea Handler's 'day in the life' video of her barren, lonely existence. Teachers should show Handler's video to girls in health class, 'Don't let this happen to do,' with assigned reading of any book by Maureen Dowd. We need a handy nickname for these soulless, baby devouring witches. How about Die-Alones? Reminder, feminism is ALWAY bad for women.
What Will's Watching: That 90s Show. The kids are mostly boring, except for Leah, who is oddly like Topher Grace, which makes sense. We really liked the first episode with Eric and Donna. That may just be a function of us being, you know, nearly 50. Red and Kitty are Red and Kitty but older. After three episodes, we don't hate it. Oh, we watched Night Court last night. It went Woke. We figured.
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