I’m listening to one of my smarter coworkers give a presentation. The poor guy can’t say the word “specific” to save his life. It’s always “pecific”. Probably as annoyed with his brain as I am annoyed with mine.
This is a site to log my thoughts, and my experiences. I’ve been meaning to start a journal for at least thirty years. I’ll be tracking my days, posting pictures, and basically talking to myself because no one knows that this place exists.