DoorDash Photography Entry

Protip for DoorDashers: When taking a photo of the delivered food, avoid using a flash so you don't capture the terrifying eyes of the resident's scary but harmless dog in the window:

Creepy Pope

Spotted at the Rectory of the Catholic Church down the street from me, a cardboard standee of Pope Francis in honor his visit to New York:

Nice sentiment, but the fact that it's lit from under and is standing in a dark window gives me the heebie-jeebies (that is NOT a Jewish slur).

I do love how his Holiness is shooting one gun-finger like he's Kojak: "Who loves ya, baby?"

Let's Harangue The Siblings Of the EADJ Mail Sack For No Reason!

Submitted by Chris Stoltz, who said he submitted this before and it was never posted, but he's doing it again:

Answers To Yesterday's Which Can, Erickson? Supreme Court Edition

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How did you do? Did you win?

Well, This Is Bullshit.

I have devoted my entire life (since I was a youngling!) as a devoted student of the Jedi Order, learning the basics of political strategy, galactic law, the sciences, and multiple languages. My training had been long and exhaustive, from my earliest training at the Jedi Academy on Coruscant to advanced Force techniques on Yavin 4, where I learned Forms I through Form VI of lightsaber combat and was quickly selected by Jedi Knight Satal Keto for one-on-one training, thus avoiding the dreaded Jedi Service Corps by the Council of Reassignment.

I had been a faithful Padawan learner under Master Satal Keto for years, honing my skills, controlling my stronger emotions and training in the ways of the Jedi on long journey-missions with him, often traveling on diplomatic missions.

Master Keto recommended me to the High Council for the Trials of Knighthood, which were very difficult but not impossible, for I had learned much about the Force and was wear the robes of a Jedi Knight. And after some time, I at long last had been knighted by the Council, among whom I was honored to be judged by none other than Master Yoda himself.

So I did achieve Knighthood, but my training did not stop there. I pursued further study as a Consular which led me to the specialized field of Seer. I finally took a Padawan of my own to pass down my wisdom, and only then did I finally gain the true rank of "Jedi Master."

And now that I am one, you mean to tell me all I get is this piece-of-shit four dollar ribbon? You fucking assholes. What a gyp.