And with a setup like that ....
Something about gravity goes here, but we must caution against potential confusion. Gravity is an attractive force in general; that it happens to be what makes things go downhill has exactly nothing to do with Adam.
Or his great-grandpa.
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Huber, Adam. “Ball or Nothing”. Bug Martini. 9 November 2015.
Sometimes the idea of “don’t ask, don’t tell” is self-imposed. And among those occasions are some such that we needn’t wonder why. Nor should that be taken judgementally; I would no more notice the panties on Adam’s head than his girlfriend’s latest haircut. It’s just, you know, sometimes you wake up in the wrong place to be wearing someone else’s panties on your head, and, yeah, I suppose that can be embarrassing. To the other, though, this is one of those circumstances for which I have exactly no advice.
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Huber, Adam. “Got My Mind on My Undies and My Undies On My Mind”. Bug Martini. 13 August 2015.
Something about implications goes here.
When I was young, a distant relative explained why her three year-old daughter didn’t like Sesame Street―clowns frightened the child. It was the first time I’d ever heard of such a thing, but in later years a joke would emerge; it turns out the young lady was hardly alone in her fear of clowns.
This is not quite the same thing.
Still, though, Zach Weiner’s latest is actually kind of frightening.
Well, you know. If you stop and think about it.
How ’bout this? Don’t think about it.
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Weiner, Zach. “Pix”. Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal. 13 July 2015.
This Is 