'Cause I’m drunk on a Thursday (Friday very early in the morning), and I’ve lost control of my life.

To be fair, Anton Chigurh also flipped a coin to decide people’s fate, and that dude was fucking terrifying. And he didn’t even use a gun. Most of the time, anyway.

I mean, I’m a fuckin’ weirdo who loves both heat and humidity. So I’m not really the target audience for that particular argument. But I get that I’m a weirdo, and most people don’t like living in the desert or a swamp. Personally, I’m much more turned off by their politics than I am their weather.

Gotta go with what works for you. But as a fellow cishet middle-aged white engineer, you could not pay me enough money for me to want to move to Texas. Or Florida. Or most of the middle of the country. If I were in your shoes, I’d be out as soon as I had the means to leave.

Spot on. 10/10. No notes.

Another +1 for Arris. It’s been a rock-solid workhorse. I’m a big fan of them.