As usual, I caught up with my Saturday homebound chores, did the shopping, sorted the clean laundry (too wiped to do it yesterday), even napped. Part of me that doesn't realize I'm 66+ years old wonders why I just don't go out and about and Do Stuff, as if watching Liverpool win their first game of the 24/25 season (by my favorite footie score) doesn't count as Stuff, or reading three graphic novels, or, um, napping. I'm content, honest. I may even have time to study up on logical fallacies:
Via Laughing Squid. Might come in handy during this Silly Season. (Why or why have political ads already started in my area?)
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