Anything by David Foster Wallace. Smug, preachy stream of consciousness garbage that is then annotated to oblivion by more stream of consciousness smug preachiness.

I think I’m going to enjoy it. Yes the table is overwhelming and the whole format is going to take some getting used to. But I’m hopeful it will keep meaningful matches throughout. Felt like so many group stages are essentially done after two matches.

Though the whole notion of 2/3 of the teams move on feels a bit too American-sports-playoff-expansion to me

It’s on you. They’re talking about the 90 degree elbow behind the bong that heads upwards. It’s piped like it’s to a vent, but the location relative to the cabinet opening means the vent for the sink is… between you and the sink

[edit] so their comment is saying “yea I see the bong, but that plumbing work is shit and I can’t get past it”