I love an odd coincidence. They’re fun. Nearly always.
A few years back, I had to fly to Las Vegas from some programming convention. I ended up sitting next to a dude I had gone to grade school with at a tiny Catholic school in the Peaselburg area of Covington, KY.
Sometimes though, coincidences can be fucking creepy.
Okay, first, sorry I missed last week. I’m having some significant coping issues right now. Everything seems too much. Jeff Epstein’s “suicide”. The president and his wife posing with an orphaned infant when his words caused the infant to be orphaned in the first place. We have a recession looming and I don’t know that we aren’t going to go all in on fascism. I...
Today is Saturday. It’s not super hot. We went shopping and Randy started a weird art project. We rode the Anderson Ferry to avoid traffic. I love the ferry.