It galls me.
I was born to craft A.I.
Or so, at least, it seemed to be,
Back when it seemed… 82 more words
I did this exactly three years ago; thought it might be time for an update. I have copied the original post; my updated answers appear in square brackets ( [ ] ) below the original answers. 866 more words
And it always will.
When this notification came in last night, I was looking at a post of his from July, 2016 about Somebody Up There Likes You and his friend George Golfi listening to it on his Walkman and saying they’d be nuts not to include it on the album. 625 more words
I’m not going to beat around the bush.
At the time I first said this, I was pretty f**kin’ fat.
By pretty fat, I don’t mean that I was overweight/obese to the point that I could have had a plethora of immediate health concerns; though had I continued down the grease-lined path that I was on, I wasn’t very far away from that point. 360 more words