It's an ordinary blog to keep track of my direction into insanity when I get old.
Pretty much able to compete in the awkward Olympics and win gold.
Whatever expressed in this blogging device solely expresses my opinion and words and has no affiliation with the stance of any organizations I am employed/affiliated with.
a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.
what the fuck