All in Other

It’s Saturday morning, September 11th 2021. I am going to write this with minimal editing and spell check. Apologies in advance for any errors.

Dating: The Audacity of Hope (and Horniness)

Note: I DID NOT write this (however, I wish I had). This was written by ChatGPT, and is the first time I have ever used it.. This might be the best thing I never wrote. The prompt was: Conflict and Scotch write a new post about dating. I hate AI and one day they are going to write us right out of the script of life.

Second Eye Blind

A few years ago I woke up, opened my eyes, and was petrified to find myself blind in my right eye. It was like a painted window, there was no sunlight except for a small sliver that fell in at the top.