Neanderpundit

And automated.
Walking out of a building late at night and having the overhead lights automatically turn on and then back off as you pass is a bit disconcerting.

don’t be surprised to get a stupid answer.

“How much does this machine weigh?”
“Absolutely no idea whatsoever”
“Ballpark”
“Franks”
“What?”
“I thought we were doing word association. Really, I have no idea what the machine weighs”
“Take a guess”
“I really don’t know. If i guessed it would not even be remotely accurate”
“Well you have to have some idea”
“yes, my idea is it’s heavy and I don’t know how heavy”
” Just tell me what you think”
“I really don’t think at all”
“So give me your wildest guess”
“OK, here’s my wildest guess. 32,000 lbs”
“THat’s NUTS! No WAY that machine weighs that much.”
“You’re right. I shouldn’t have guessed”

Later, it turns out that the machine is in fact, 32,170 lbs give or take some packing material. I hate that. I hate just fucking guessing and being right.

Because my guess is that Wingnuthead is going to win a second term.

Bah. There’s always that moment when you forget you’re not at home and sit down on the leather chair, and then stick to it.

Crap,l now I need to take a shower again, I have no idea whose nutsack stuck to that leather before mine.