I just saw somebody riding a bike on the sidewalk on Congress, wearing an oversized novelty sombrero with "BITCOIN" written on the front.

So I can cross off that square on my pandemic bingo card. 

I took pictures of stars with my camera phone. You can see the stars in the picture. The one taken with a camera phone. 

Fucking wild, man... 

It's like I always say, guys:

"I had tea instead of coffee this morning because I woke up with really bad heartburn and didn't think the acid in the coffee would be good for that" is a sentence I never dreamed I would put together. 

The light feels different.

A couple of nights ago, I snapped this picture while I was taking a walk around my neighborhood. I captured stars in a picture taken with my phone! That's it, that's the bucket list.

Saddest story in the fewest words

For sale, never worn, one sock—unsure where its mate disappeared to, but I'm reluctant to just toss it; I mean, maybe someone could use it? Maybe a baby (heaven forbid) with only one foot? No judgement, just saying. Anyway, must pick up—no deliveries.