I live on “St.” and have all of the contact info for the neighbors at “Pl.” It’s interesting how often we are in contact regarding mail, packages, food deliveries, etc.

There’s a bar in my area that has the TouchTunes jukebox set up to be censored. I’m an adult at a fucking bar and I can’t listen to something with a swear word, ha ha.

I had a great-aunt named Olive whose husband’s name was Ham (short for Hamilton).

Always known as Ham and Olive.

No egg?!!

Yeah, she’d have to kinda turn around and root down under the sheet until she could find the hole that had been cut out, and all of this without her glasses no doubt. Doesn’t make for memorable oral.

If you are on Android…

https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.slaughter.look.of.disapproval

This Google 1 shit. I love my Pixel phone, but they give shit for memory options so that you are forced to pay for the experience of Gmail and saving media. Pisses me off that I can’t just save it to my phone.