While I’ve never found anything to be “superb”, I have deemed things to be “fantastic”. An episode of television here, maybe a photograph I’ve taken there. Mostly, though, it’s irony. Real example: “Nonstop anxiety dreams all night. So today looks to be fantastic.”
Bix dot Blog
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.