A New Interpretive Community or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Memification of Everything

A couple of weeks ago, I got into a freak gasoline fight accident. Okay, well, not really. What actually happened was much less interesting. I went to fill up my car at a local gas station. My car’s fuel tank is on the left-hand side, but all the left-side pumps were taken, so I pulled … Continue reading A New Interpretive Community or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Memification of Everything