Where to draw the line?
In Which Your Humble Blogger believes that the 18-30 demographic is our future, and must be condescended to accordingly.
In Which Your Humble Blogger believes that the 18-30 demographic is our future, and must be condescended to accordingly.
In Which Your Humble Blogger hopes this is all at least somewhat interesting to someone.
In Which Your Humble Blogger isn’t sure if the adjectival form is Malvolic or Malvolious.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t mean to be unduly dismissive of Bernie Sanders and his campaign, which was much more impressive than I ever imagined it would be. In the end, he never got close enough for anyone to bother running negative ads against him, which is nice.
In Which Your Humble Blogger carries on.
In Which Your Humble Blogger begins work.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is excited—well, excited and scared.
In Which Your Humble Blogger dishes out only verbal slapthology.
In Which Your Humble Blogger eats this kinda stuff up with a spoon.
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes back for more punishment, if he’s lucky.