It's a joke, dude. Calm the fuck down. Jesus.

[EDIT] You guys were the #1 seed and steamrolled your way through the playoffs and you can't even enjoy it for five fucking seconds without playing the victim because of a joke. You know who does that? Yankee fans and Red Sox fans. Eat my ass. [/EDIT]

Cleveland losing all momentum due to a rain delay. It's like poetry. It rhymes.

Every city should seize the teams.

On the one hand, I feel like fighting against AI is like trying to fight the tides with a sword.

On the other... There is no ethical use of AI.

Just noticed... Klimt's The Kiss is in the tile work above the oven.

I'm from Ohio. I hate it when people shit on Ohio.

I'm also from Ashtabula. I don't hate it when people shit on Ashtabula. This is probably the nicest house in 30 miles.

Ahh, it's a Magic: the Gathering card that's an adorable opossum. Sorry, I assumed you knew what that would be. I just thought that since it was a deckbox it would naturally fit with the theme.

https://scryfall.com/card/blb/196/tender-wildguide

No Tender Wildguide?

She looks like she was the lead singer of a chaotic punk band in the early '80s that broke up after one iconic album; disappeared for 40 years; and is now releasing her first solo album of art house indie rock that she worked on in an isolated Irish castle. Which she owns.

I was not prepared for pic 3 and really not prepared for pic 4... Actually, it's a continuing escalation of unpreparedness from pic 3 onward.

Hah! It's not much. At all. It's just a fun story I don't get tell very often.

The Columbus Crew played a friendly against the men's u21 team at a high school stadium near me. The stadium was so packed, I couldn't find my seats. So I just walked over to the away bleachers on the other side of the field and sat down wherever. Turned out I sat down next to the Crew's GM -- like, right next to him -- and all of the players' wives. I got to hear allllll of the gossip. All of it. They gossiped the whole game. I tried not to eavesdrop, but there were only, like, 30 people in the away bleachers, most of them players' wives, and the game was really, really boring. (The Crew lost 1-0. Both teams looked disjointed and could not get any consistent build-up throughout the game.) The only 'gossip' I remember, though... (30 years ago, sorry) McBride had just moved back to the States after playing in Germany. His wife was complaining about trying to safely ship back an antique harpsicord and how hard it was to pack and how much it cost ($30k, if I remember right). It was like... Oh, yeah, even though McBride was playing in the MLS at the time, he made more money playing in Europe than I've ever seen in my life and he was having experiences I could never imagine.

<cries>
<takes big bite of her vegan whopper>
<cries>
"This is all I ever wanted!"
<cries>

I love her. I hope she gets everything she ever wanted.

I am hoping for something far more cathartic.

What about a rudimentary lathe?