Peewee Ramone
@rwilks
Scientist in real life but not online, high-functioning slacker, 3 tiny shit posters wearing a trenchcoat. Treaty 6 territory 🇨🇦 immigrant living in Berlin. Skeeting infrequently into the void for my own amusement.
It’s funny that the cops now have a real live “enhance” button they can click to clear up grainy, out-of-focus pictures. “Round up everyone you can find with WWI-era plastic surgery boys!” www.cbc.ca/news/canada/...
Something about this juxtaposition cracks me up. Never change, Sportsnet.
Congratulations to young Pugachyov on his elevation to the Hall of Name!
I loved this 2 issue crossover. The way the it was structured around two roommates serving as two roommates for Hunter Rose and Bruce Wayne while Batman was trying to figure out why Grendel was in Gotham was a lot of fun, and Matt Wagner’s Deco style is a beautiful fit.
Dammit. I have to go to SF/Berkeley tomorrow and now I see that the New Lun Ting Cafe closed down. One of my favourite examples of one of my favourite types of restaurant. RIP.
Maybe not weird, exactly, but I hung onto a few different Myanmar kyat bills specifically to use them as bookmarks. I figured it was cheaper than a souvenir that said “Myanmar” on it.
The nice thing about wearing your sexy black jerseys is that they hide the tire tracks
People at NYT will write anything. 'Trump faces reality.' No he didn’t. That isn’t true.
More like “Coal” Caufield! Get it? “Coal?” Because he looks like Barney Rubble? Yeah, you get it. Anyway he scored 50, which is awesome.
In an alternate, superior timeline, “SUPERPISS” is a major corporate motorsport sponsor. F1 cars in SUPERPISS livery, the SUPERPISS 500, things of that nature.