Yesterday’s edition of Social Distance might be the funniest discussion of preparing your advance directive you’ll come across, if you’re into fishsticks and doormats.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
Yesterday’s edition of Social Distance might be the funniest discussion of preparing your advance directive you’ll come across, if you’re into fishsticks and doormats.