This is the title of a movie.
Hecho en Mexico.
It can be summed up with one line.
“Move the table over to the cage, prepare the gorilla.”
What could possibly go wrong?
I did not discover this film until this year. This is a cultural venue I did not spend a lot of time with growing up, which is a shame. My Spanish would be much better off if I had.
New trousers today!
I judge my good trousers by the holes. The holes mean I have worn them a lot. Field work requires that you dress for success as well.
I replaced my pants a month ago. They had worn out as well, but nobody ever sees those.
just to be clear: satire
Now that Kyle Rittenhouse has been set free and human hunting is legal in Wisconsin so long as you feel threatened, where does one go to get tags? There are all sorts of rich, entitled people out there that I feel threatened by. With a tag, I just need to wander out into the jungle and wait until I feel threatened. I have to remember to have the tag tied on if the game warden comes by.
The brain is an avaricious organ and has all sorts of tricks to get what it wants.
Don’t worry, it isn’t going to hurt wealthy people’s bottom line.
Living was easy, then they pardoned Nixon.
Basalt and thistle.
Where are all the birds?
Since 2016 I have been waiting for the final scene from the film “Citizen X”. But it wasn’t just a lone serial killer.