I used to use a plain text system, “encoded” in such a way that only I knew what the actual password was, and I kept it on Google Keep.
But that for harder and harder to manage, coupled with, if I were to get run over by a bus, no one else would be able to access my accounts.

Now I’ve been using Dashlane for a few years. Not just for passwords, but secure notes as well.

Works seamlessly on all of my devices and zero complaints.

“I could never reach.”
“Reach what?”
“You know…”
“What, your clit??”
“Yeah, it’s like you said, ‘everyone gets curious and tries it some time.’”
“I never tried it.”
" …"
" Fuckin’ pervert… "

(I know that’s not the actual line, but the change fits the photo)

Obviously, the dishwasher manufacturers don’t want us to know about the gnomes.
Gnomes with cleaning equipment.

And when your dishes don’t get very clean, that’s because the gnomes partied a bit too hard the night before and just aren’t up to their normal standards.

Hmm. That’s also a great name for a punk band. Dishwasher Gnomes.
Going to trademark that right now.

It flies under the radar, but I really liked him as the crooked warden in Lock Up.

I’ve made this exact argument for years.
Robots could easily be constructed to work in a human designed world, only much better.

This just makes me itchy.

“The group also found posts of the purported addresses of jurors on a fringe internet message board known for pro-Trump content and harassing and violent posts, although it is unclear if any actual jurors had been correctly identified.”

This is what worries me most of all. Some (most) of these Trumpers are so unhinged that people who had nothing at all to do with this case could be in danger.

I’m just waiting for Captain Trips.

Jeri Ryan as Thirty-six of D

Out doing some yard work and I could really go for a Maltings Irish Red right about now.
And of course… fresh out.

Aside from the fact that the “whisker” looks completely edited, what’s worse is if you zoom in, it looks as if someone has trimmed back this cat’s real whiskers.

That must be a nightmare for this cat.

Say what you want about the movie. I’m more pissed that it’s been 30 years.

X is for xylophone. Because X is always for xylophone.

I did Chicago to Dallas and back.
Never again. On the way down I had coach seats only and the trip was about 20 hours. Trying to sleep in those seats was hell.
The moment I got off the train, I walked to the ticketing desk and immediately upgraded to a sleeper for the return. “That will be an extra $400, sir.” Don’t care, just do it.

The sleeper was slightly better in that I got to stretch out, but actually sleeping wasn’t as restful as I thought it would be.

The number of delays while waiting for freight trains was the worst. Before arriving into Dallas, you could see the city. We were 15 minutes away from arriving into the station, but had to sit and wait for about 90 minutes. I could have gotten off and walked and gone back for my bags later.

I did meet some nice people, as you’re forced to sit with others in the dining car when you’re traveling alone since there’s only so many seats. And the food was better than expected. That was probably the only real plus.

But if it’s locked up, it takes too much work when you want to wave it around feeling badass.

And to think they got away with it.

I made the mistake of juicing raw potatoes once, figuring the other vegetable juices like beets and carrots would mask any of the potato flavor.

Won’t ever do that again.

Funny how surgeons don’t seem to have the problems this flyer describes.
And I better not open this person’s closet and find a single scarf.

How anyone can still believe this shit just confounds me.

Can we all just calm, the fuck, down!?

Not “Eclipse”, the last track from Dark Side. Just over two minutes, which will a little longer than the amount of time my area will have totality.