A Request from the 9 Tabs You’ve Had Open Since July
We know you opened us with the best of intentions but let’s be honest, if you haven’t read us by now you never will.
We know you opened us with the best of intentions but let’s be honest, if you haven’t read us by now you never will.
Journal entries dissecting a previous relationship / Bad poetry / Concerns to share with doctor / Reminder to self to be more crafty
AstraZeneca: As a gentleman of an Eton and Oxbridge pedigree, you take pride in dignified indolence. Why give it your all when 70% is just fine?
Does this mean Santa's Workshop will close? Santa's Workshop will live on as a digital storefront competing with hundreds of counterfeiters.
I’m disappointed that after our four-message exchange about how our weekends went, you haven’t proposed. It’s been almost a year, after all.
It’s a tri-weekly show hosted by me on the Pep Boys Podcast Network. Don’t bother looking that network up, just trust it exists.
You pity-listened to your friend's new pandemic comedy podcast once so you'd have an answer next time he asked if you "Tuned in with Tim."
Irritable Parent: “I SAID, turn right. Am I doing this for my health? You wanted to get to 1862 Forestway Boulevard North"
As soon as I step away from my phone for two minutes, I come back to 8,700 unread messages. There’s no way I can keep up with it.
Set aside your worries caused by modern nuisances such as technology, automobiles, and the invention of antiseptics.
“Do we even know if the parents adopted this puppy? What if they stole it? Is this baby even theirs? You can’t believe everything you read online!!”
Can you count on one family to arrive with cute Zoom backgrounds? Does the other family have a firmer grasp on how the “Mute” button works?