*repeats alarmist suggestion about western states spinning up their state guards from cadre strength and deploying their National Guard units on training assignments to keep them from nationalization activations*
#BraveMonday, comrades. You're already worth and worthy of the care, of the effort, of the dream. Still, limber up, eat up, kit up.
*hands you your helmet and smacks you on the ass*
There's always work before us to prove equal to. Let's be about it.
#GloriousFriday, comrades. Open up the good stuff. Tomorrow isn't promised, but we can make promises towards it. And to be the versions of ourselves that keep them, we must needs remind ourselves of our worthiness and quality.
So, open up the good stuff. That's not a request.
It'll be my 10 year anniversary of moving to Seattle tomorrow. I've got the day off. Reckon I'll take myself out to lunch, enjoy some sights, finish with drinks with friends.
It's been quite the decade. I'm grateful for this place, and the friends and community I've found here.
Hey Snapchat, you know when I hit the button marked "Dismiss" on a notification about a friend's Snapchat story, it's okay to let it *stay* dismissed, right? You don't have to keep reminding me the thing is there when you asked the first time and I pushed the Nah button.
I occasionally pop back here to catch up on conversations I'm linked to in other contexts and then I have to leave because I can't talk to random commenters' parents about what a bad job they've done.