I dreamed just the other day that I broke mine.
I dreamed just the other day that I broke mine.
Yes. There’s a lot of projection going on here. While I understand that art allows us to see and project ourselves onto it, I don’t believe a movie about a plastic fashion doll is quite the same.
I had, have, one a decade or more ago and then forgot the password to both it and the email address associated. Never really felt the need to re- engage.
While I understand the value that (once?) existed, I also am happy to see this self-immolation. I was troubled by the lazy reporting, that was becoming so common, of people simply reporting on tweets and responses to them, with no analysis outside of said reactions. But you could fill screen inches with all those links.
Free State of Florida, my ass.
The swamp is starting to look awfully swampy.
Is this the “find out” part?
I think this is the “find out” part.
Not that I frequented Twitter that often, but damned if forcing me to login is going to happen.
I’m not trying to do anything to increase their traffic or numbers.
I especially enjoy that, no matter how much he drives the value down, he’s always going to owe the full value of the loans.
K