i wish i’d picked a shorter name for this when i’d started. something quick and slick. even something just as long, but acronymable. but, who knew i’d still be doing this twenty months later?
i wish i’d picked a shorter name for this when i’d started. something quick and slick. even something just as long, but acronymable. but, who knew i’d still be doing this twenty months later?
just tell everyone that it’s the initialization of the inuit word for ‘zeitgeist’
they won’t be too badly offended, it probably is an inuit word.
…..oh my, i looked it up…a reindeer’s what?
assign it any meaning you like…consider it a neologism and trademark it.
when are we going to get to buy jerseys with TITLOAAG on them in bright rainbow colours?
btw: i think there’s actually a village in the arctic named titloaag. but you may choose not to believe nunavut.
make. it. stop.
you did, goose. fubsy.
congrats on titloaag, twenty months worth! who knows what kind of nonsense you dealt with in all that time? a grand, ringing, magnificent, huzzah, for fubsy!
albino giraffe? did the giraffe or the neck aches come first? i thought you had a magic bag. i wish upon you the gift of magic fingers to tend to your giraffeness.
thank you for caring enough to let us see it all: hurt, hope, health, happiness and heaven. fare thee well. and blessings upon your rabid band of commenters.
Here’s a sigh to those who love me,
And a smile to those who hate;
And, whatever sky’s above me,
Here’s a heart for every fate.
-Byron
put a fucking cork in it. damn.