You know those people who always ask dumb, common sense stuff, the kind of questions that are easy to google? These people drive me crazy; it's like they're either too stupid to realize how dumb they are or they're oddly proud of their effete intellectual prowess. It's one thing to be ignorant - I grew up in a place that was on the light side of cosmopolitan and, as a result, had a lot to learn in my late teens and early twenties - but there's a certain subset of people who just seem perpetually incapable of absorbing information from their environment and are forever doomed to be oblivious 'tards for the remainder of their cocooned life.
A little business before this post: I've been slacking on blogging, but not because I'm lazy. Instead, I'm using my newfound free time to start working on a new book. As always, it's a slog, but I'll give details when I have them. Now back to business:
Noah's Inner Monologue
Scribblings of a man who can barely operate an idiotproof website.