Rexford G. Tugwell @RexfordGTugwell@octodon.social

Can we really be sure it was the *finest* worksong?

I don't care what Tolkien thought, "cellar door" doesn't sound that great.

I have a secret project I want to do, but I am daunted by the amount of work involved.

That should be my epitaph, really.

Town is having a music festival, which is fine. But it's 2018, and I really feel that I shouldn't have to listen to Chicago covers at this point.

Panic! at the location where it is somewhat incongruous to panic

Wait, "I Can't Go For That (No Can Do)" and "I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That)" are like the same damned song! Even the titles are almost the same.

It's amazing how much worse the new Gmail is.

Another weekend of dealing with a lot of people I don't know well or at all. I think I'm decent at outwardly coming off okay, but it's just so stressful. I wish I were better at interpersonal dynamics, especially IRL.

Duolingo fighting the power.

Reminder that, canonically, Alvin the Chipmunk has seen "Pink Flamingos."

Mentally girding myself for a day very heavy on personal interactions with random people tomorrow.

"There was a boy called Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it," is one of the great opening sentences in literature.

Screwed that up: #MeFi #MeFites #Metafilter

Sounds like we've got some more folks from#MeFi joining. Hello, Mefites!