Author Archive: Sarah Hoyt

I DON’T KNOW WHY SO MANY OF MY FRIENDS ARE SO INTERESTED IN GETTING TO WHERE FALLING FROM WOULD KILL THEM BUT THERE IT IS:  Armstrong Starters and Other Old Things.

I HAVE A T-SHIRT THAT SAYS NO NOOK SNEK!  (I HAVE NO CLUE WHO SENT IT TO ME. I HAVE TO LEARN NOT TO SEE SOMETHING SOMEONE POSTED AND SAY “OOOH. I WANT ONE.” IT LEADS TO THE STRANGEST COLLECTION OF GIFTS EVER, RANGING FROM T-SHIRTS TO NERF GUNS.): Swalwell to America: We Will Disarm You; America: *Raises Middle Finger Salute*.

Also: Molon labe. These are my middle fingers.  Behold a matched pair.

THAT’S NOT EVEN THE WORST PART. THE WORST PART IS THAT THEY’RE TRYING TO SELL IT TO THE GUY IN A PASTIC-HORNS-HEADBAND HOLDING UP AN ADVERTISEMENT OUTSIDE THE STEAKHOUSE: We’d Let You Have It if You Didn’t Keep Trying to Sell It.  Even the damned shouldn’t be that stupid.

JAR-JAR-BRAIN HAS A CRAZY STAND ON EVERYTHING.  NO, SERIOUSLY. IF HE WEREN’T GAY HE’D BE OCCASIONAL CORTEX’S DREAM MATCH:  Colorado Governor Jared Polis’s Unhealthy Stance On Vaccinations.

It’s just part of his program to bring famine, death and plague to my State.  If he doesn’t manage war it will be through no fault of his own.  The horsemen. Collect All Four.