My local Grocery Outlet has done something exceedingly questionable today: invited the Killer Burger Truck to be on-site—effectively creating a novel attraction that will draw people into congregating. Why? Why do this?
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.
My local Grocery Outlet has done something exceedingly questionable today: invited the Killer Burger Truck to be on-site—effectively creating a novel attraction that will draw people into congregating. Why? Why do this?