It’s going to be another good day to buy on the stock market Monday. At this rate I’ll be about to retire a few years early.

Yep, trust the Brexit guy. That’s going just fine.

I travelled with a coworker who popped a blood vessel in their eye from plane cabin pressure. No damage but very gnarly and distracting. Shades would’ve been a good call.

“Who do you work for, Number Two?” “That’s my business.”

All social platforms get worse all around us. Fedi isn’t perfect or drama-free but around here every third post isn’t a targeted ad that knows too much about me trying to make me feel guilty or inadequate.