Tim Stotz
@timstotz.bsky.social
Comedian, actor, writer, video guy, and cancer…I want to say, “survivor,” but let’s see. Kind of early to tell.
Yay for you! Good seeing you here.
August 17, 2025 at 3:47 PM
Yay for you! Good seeing you here.
Rooting for you from (slightly) afar in Rockford, IL! Go, Kat, Go!
April 14, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Rooting for you from (slightly) afar in Rockford, IL! Go, Kat, Go!
I saw it both ways. It causes some people to have trouble going to sleep. It’s too early to tell for me. Glad it only lasts a few weeks.
February 8, 2025 at 5:25 PM
I saw it both ways. It causes some people to have trouble going to sleep. It’s too early to tell for me. Glad it only lasts a few weeks.
I appreciate the stage-four, incurable friendships.
I’m slowly working on getting all these status updates consolidated into one manuscript, accompanied by annotations to offer context and hindsight to put into a book.
Would you be interested in reading that book?
I’m slowly working on getting all these status updates consolidated into one manuscript, accompanied by annotations to offer context and hindsight to put into a book.
Would you be interested in reading that book?
January 22, 2025 at 3:31 PM
I appreciate the stage-four, incurable friendships.
I’m slowly working on getting all these status updates consolidated into one manuscript, accompanied by annotations to offer context and hindsight to put into a book.
Would you be interested in reading that book?
I’m slowly working on getting all these status updates consolidated into one manuscript, accompanied by annotations to offer context and hindsight to put into a book.
Would you be interested in reading that book?
Ultimately, in a vacuum of definitive answers, i wanted you folks to be aware without being worried. Whether I struck that balance or not, is in the eyes of you beholders.
Thank you guys for sticking with me through all this. It means the world.
Thank you guys for sticking with me through all this. It means the world.
January 22, 2025 at 3:31 PM
Ultimately, in a vacuum of definitive answers, i wanted you folks to be aware without being worried. Whether I struck that balance or not, is in the eyes of you beholders.
Thank you guys for sticking with me through all this. It means the world.
Thank you guys for sticking with me through all this. It means the world.
1. This might be it, guys. I was asked to get my affairs in order. Could be the button hook joke before the lights out.
2. They tend to get a bit more hopeful every time they talk to me. Probably not going to end in hugs and puppies, but it will also probably not be the end in the ultimate sense.
2. They tend to get a bit more hopeful every time they talk to me. Probably not going to end in hugs and puppies, but it will also probably not be the end in the ultimate sense.
January 22, 2025 at 3:31 PM
1. This might be it, guys. I was asked to get my affairs in order. Could be the button hook joke before the lights out.
2. They tend to get a bit more hopeful every time they talk to me. Probably not going to end in hugs and puppies, but it will also probably not be the end in the ultimate sense.
2. They tend to get a bit more hopeful every time they talk to me. Probably not going to end in hugs and puppies, but it will also probably not be the end in the ultimate sense.
On one hand, I get big time second-hand anxiety. The suspense is killing me even though I know how it ends.
On the other hand, I see my own gears turning as I tried to make peace with the stuff. I was walking a tight rope of expressing to my far-flung group of friends:
On the other hand, I see my own gears turning as I tried to make peace with the stuff. I was walking a tight rope of expressing to my far-flung group of friends:
January 22, 2025 at 3:31 PM
On one hand, I get big time second-hand anxiety. The suspense is killing me even though I know how it ends.
On the other hand, I see my own gears turning as I tried to make peace with the stuff. I was walking a tight rope of expressing to my far-flung group of friends:
On the other hand, I see my own gears turning as I tried to make peace with the stuff. I was walking a tight rope of expressing to my far-flung group of friends: