Oh cool, one of my main city fears is a thing that actually happens
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God, this gave me a heart attack.
it is 1996, i am a sweaty car salesman in a sports blazer. i am smoking a cigarette inside, my wife has left and took the kids with her, i am begging you to buy one of of my many pontiac trans ams that my boss was fooled into buying by my yugoslavian neighbor Rodavan who got out of the hague stuff on account of some very fortunate eastern european legal loopholes
We're hiring still at Mozilla!
This feels squickily like self-promotion (which I hate), but some folks round here might find something interesting there.
I will also mention that we have ongoing efforts to recruit folks who are *not* like me - i.e. straight old cis white guys.
So, if you are *not* like me along any of those axes, I especially encourage you to give it a looksee.
~ my partner, breaking the last pint class in #goosegame
:Sitting in my #nyc apartment:
:Reads Gothamist headline:
:Looks over at empty hook on the wall labeled "chainsaw.":
:Pulling on my coat, stuffing my keys into my pocket and barreling out of the door:
Me: Shit, shit, shit....!
The big mood for 2020 is
For obvious reasons, we're announcing it now.
Trusted wolf preacher.
Tired of living, but still eating.
I'm the sweaty guy at the bar.
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