Rate Me, Offseason Sunday Etc. Etc.

Hola hola. I come before you annoyed. Let me defer on the whinging and go straight to a constructive proposition: I will not rate you or your services. And here is my stand: NOT every service requested through the Internet requires answering a questionnaire. It’s unhelpful, unnecessary, invasive, and grating. Was

Threat or Travesty :/ 2025 Titans Preview

A bit of wisdom has been bouncing around my head for several weeks: we can’t change the past, and dwelling on past mistakes is suffering by folly. I thought that sounded like Seneca or Cicero, but I didn’t consult AI for fear of taking down an electrical grid about a

You Don’t Say, Pffft 🖕🏼: Sunday Chasm Etc. Etc.

A very good evening to everyone, fellow dwellers of The Chasm: the time between the preseason and the season. It sucks and was not always thus. It used to be that preseason ended, teams reduced rosters to 53 players in the next few days, and DB Chris Conte suited up

Yeah My Team Sucks. And? – Sunday Preseason Etc. Etc.

With the new season in the horizon, we must prepare. Inhale though your nose for four seconds; hold it for seven seconds while asking yourself if you’re a fan of a shitty team; and exhale for eight seconds while ruminating on whether your team will stink the NFL experience by

All Pleasure No Guilty: Sunday Offseason Etc. Etc.

Yesterday at twilight, I was having some port and admiring my collections of Colombian emeralds and Nigerian schlong memes. Then I wondered how many people shared my passion for massive girth. To be honest, I don’t usually care how popular are the things I like. Usually. To be honest Part II:

On Simmer – Sunday Open Etc. Etc.

Good evening, beautiful gente. On a hunch, I got a blood pressure monitor last Thursday. I've been using it and let me tell ya: it’s an empty win getting a "No" on hypochondria. Yeah yeah, I can already hear the first piece of health advice: take it easier at work.   Psht;