The Brain Dump

Dante Hicks Tribute Carpenter Jorb

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Allegheny County 9-1-1, what's the address--- oh, so(u)rry. Force of habit and whatnot. Actually, if yinz didn't know, there's a pre-recorded bump of that message so we don't shred our vocal chords repeating it dozens of times a day. There are many other phrases we repeat dozens of times of day

The Voodoo He Do So Well: 2024 Stillers What-Have-You

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Yinz already know I'm going through the "life transition," and whatever. I'll take my D- on this, and be happy not be exiled to Lowratio's outhouse for a fortnight. Between my work computer not having access to funny gifs, and my home computer is suddenly quite ill, on top of everything...

Friday Morning Brain Farts/Carpenter Jorb

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In lieu of actual prose, here's some randomness to waste time while waiting for DJ 3000 to reload munitions from last night's operations the playlist. I semi-successfully managed to get through my first week as a 9-1-1 operator without causing any serious harm. So, that's a plus. Somehow I've managed to

A Thursday Afternoon Carpenter Existential Experience!

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Greetings, hola, guten tag, ni how, and yadda yadda. I swear the month of February exists only to mess with people's sense of time, space, and perception. 2024 is already six weeks old, we never really had winter in Yinzburgh, and I can't tell if the days are getting longer (sort