I’m going to rely on this subtle, screaming hunch that the Netflix “comedy” about being replaced in one’s life by a much, much better version of oneself is something that should stay far, far away from my queue.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Find more blogs on Feedle, Ooh! Directory, and Ye Ole Blogroll.
I’m going to rely on this subtle, screaming hunch that the Netflix “comedy” about being replaced in one’s life by a much, much better version of oneself is something that should stay far, far away from my queue.