Looking back over the last several years, and the few songs I’ve enjoyed on the pop radio station, I’ve realized something.

I’m a Twenty One Pilots fan.

Huh.

Are there any live streaming platforms other than Twitch and YouTube?

My wife: “You know that rich neighborhood on the river?” *dumps out mini Fuji of candy onto the table*

My brain: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*pop*

Apparently, I cannot overeat like I used to, either. Similar results to the ghost pepper cheese. I think my fabled stomach of steel may be rusting out.

I am coming to regret this afternoon’s ghost pepper cheese. Also some of that apple cider. Not all. Some.

Acelyn: “This nail in my arm is a boo boo!”

Me: “It’s an IV.”

Acelyn: “Dad! It’s still a boo boo!”

I watched the debate. It was on the TV at the diner. Can we rate the winner and loser of the debate by fact check results? Please? More truth = more win?

Welch might not be the best name for an ATM or bank chain.