Not so much a rant as a through-gritted-teeth aside

Before you say “gee, your prices are kinda high” to a freelancer, consider that out of that money they have to:

a) pay living expenses (rent, food, utilities)

b) pay taxes

c) pay health insurance and all non-covered medical bills

d) put up with a client who doesn’t think they’re worth a living wage for a professional skillset the client has requested.

In Which I Am Awful...

Off an article about finding cannabis residue in Shakespeare's (house) pipes, there was a call for relevant/related puns. I ...did not pun. I did something possibly worse.

Sonnet 139, the first draft

O, call not me to justify the bong
That thy unkindness offers me to smoke;
Pack me not dimebag trash but a gift more strong;
Use power with power and slay me not by toke.
Tell me thou buyest elsewhere, else in my sight,
Dear heart, forbear to claim thou art too broke:
What need'st thou wound with cunning when thy might
Is more than my o'er-press’d habit can bide?
Let me excuse thee: ah! my need well knows
Those tasty snacks have been mine enemies…

*loses all forward motion, orders a pizza instead.*