<son and I discussing namespaces in C++ at lunch> Wife: Can you please quit saying “std” so loud, people are staring.

DTC brands sending emails like “thanks for joining the revolution with us” when I just want a shipping notification for my spatula.

From tonight’s commencement speech: “I echo the words of a presidential speech from January 6th … . . . 1941 when Franklin Roosevelt…”

Evening bucks.

The plastics in bloodstream discussion has me thinking about the 100 times I’ve closed a cut on my skin with superglue.

Walking through a “vintage” store and almost collapsed when I found myself in the 1990s section.

Daughter: dad you wouldn’t know them, they’ve never been in a GIF.