Kinda like H2S, I guess. You can sense its putrid smell it in the range of 0.47 ppb to 100 ppm, then your olfactory nerve becomes paralyzed. Just when you think the gas is gone, there’s a 50% chance of you dying at 800 ppm. Years ago, I read about a “mysterious deaths” case in which H2S was the main suspect because of this stealthy property.

I agree with everything you wrote, but I don’t think they carved up only Ukraine in that phone call. At least all of Europe, possibly the entire world.

Amazing book, btw. Like one long fever dream.

Someone needs bigger pants.

awk-ward

Bottom left guy has a hairpiece, I’m sure.

Missed a chance to make it: “Department Of Ostensibly Free Unadulterated Speech”, aka DOOFUS

That’s the way. I have three phones, the two non-work phones are 1. for friends and family, 2. for everybody else. On top of that, one of these is actually a dumb phone. Can’t stand the distractions.

The Zhuangzi has a chapter called “Mastering Life.”
Then again, I’ve been reading the whole book back to front dozens of times. It completely changed me, but for it all to sink it, it took a while.

Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blowtorch

taco, buffalo, birddog and Jesus

That’s horrible. Don’t taint my memory of a movie I loved with Muskolini’s likeness.