Two things: 1. I momentarily panicked in my car when I started to play a new track I bought by Disturbed, but the bluetooth had picked up my wife's phone instead and I thought my track was a dud 2. I saw a short video of Trump doing some shoots for Time Magazine with a Bald Eagle, magnificent creature, when the bird then went a bit berko and cawed and flapped at him. I mean it could happen to anyone of course, but I got a chuckle out of it.
Well then... okay. Guess even the drab Prime Decepticons can spice up the décor with color for Christmas.
The sudden realization that I'm old by internet standards. I wrote a fanfic for the first time in ten years. At least one of my Tumblr followers wasn't even in Kindergarten the last time I wrote something and one of the people following my Colors! account wasn't even born yet!
Dude, there's this guy I follow on DeviantArt who does 3D artwork, and everyone, including I, assumed he's pretty young and a talented artist. He posted a journal detailing things about himself, and it turns out he's in his 50s.
Finding amusement in the fact my Legends Skywarp can use a coffee straw and his poseability to appear as though he's pole dancing on my desk. Just gotta use some sticky tack and lace it through his palms and viola! He's ready to show off.
