GBDave

No joke...when I was about 8 I did the EXACT same thing with a branch on my Mom's Weeping Willow. Landed flat on my back on a root. I still can't figure out why I have back pain now.

Most IT guys I've worked with just call tech support, email their bosses to blame the software, then go back to bed and wait for the answer in the morning because their Google search didn't give them an easy answer.

Because I lost my job I cancelled all unnecessary subscriptions. I lose my blue check in 6 days if I don't get a new job soon.

Someone please take away Blain's access to AI. He doesn't understand Uncle Ben's advice about great power.

I saw this on the local news and said to my wife "How the hell do you lose control of your car, lose control and swerve into oncoming traffic on the highway?" Her: "He's 17. He was on his phone." Well, shit...I overthought that one.

Hahaha! My orange cat does this with the kitchen faucet.

These Star Wars special editions are really getting out of hand.

I may or may not be trying a thing with strip steaks. Now that I'm not working 10 hours a day and half my weekend i have time for this now.

Watching the Idaho murderer sentencing. If I was the judge I'd revoke that monster's plea deal and just give the family a rope, a chair and point them toward a tall tree. This is rough.

Just got off a phone interview for a new job and screamed "FUCK YES! NAILED IT!" to my cats, who thought they were in trouble, because the interview went really well. Had to give the cats pets and treats after because they were scared.

Ozzy is a Brit who moved to the US... Just saying.

Tonight on "Shitting On Ads On My Feed": When I was a plumber in the field only an apprentice would show up with that junk and we'd ridicule him into throwing it in the skip-can. All you need is a set of denim or Carhartt bibs. Guaranteed that plastic crap breaks day 1.

Oh hell yeah. Finally caught a good sunset pic from my drone.

Its 9AM...and I've already applied for 8 jobs today. I may have gotten up early to do some job searching. I hate looking for a job...its like throwing spaghetti against a wall to see if a meatball sticks.