I thought it was Tennis Camp, but I like your interpretation better. 

I’m at the NBC studio store in New York. It’s maybe 1999? My favorite cousin was a HUGE Friends fan. I barely know Friends myself (I didn’t even own a TV at the time, because of being poor). So I went there to buy her some merch. I chose this giant Friends Central Perk latte mug. Seemed like a fun gift!

I’m leaving the…

Counterpoint: Ranch dressing is an unholy alliance of mayonnaise and buttermilk, two vile, noxious emulsions that when combined with some dried onion powder and spices, obliterates the flavor and texture of any food it comes in contact with. It’s American culture distilled into one abhorrent condiment. 

They say you shouldn’t say nothing about the dead but good. He’s dead. Good.

Wait, you know who these people are but not Mary Lou Retton?

Let me be the first to say:

it appears that the movie is about romance and dog therapy?

Negroni, pleeeeeeease

It’s okay Maria, all the more Campari and Aperol for the rest of us. 

Our motto in TX for the next few months:

Your neighbor from the sate to the north. I feel your pain. Our congressional elections in the OKC and Tulsa metros may be competitive this year, but we’re still not close to unseating either of our horrible Senators.

Big ol’ Texas star for you, and now excuse me while I go donate money to the campaign against Fucker Cruz.

I am so damn thrilled to have contributed to this.

I didn’t know that! If I know Gillian Anderson, and I don’t, she definitely gave him hell for a second.

I’ll just say I saw this movie yesterday and cried like a baby and everyone should see it. It’s beautiful and strange and satisfying and not your typical Oscar bait yawn fest.

Also, the heroes are a woman with a disability, a black woman, and a gay man and the villain is basically a stand-in for toxic white…

You’re in for a treat. “Drew Barrymore” is my fave.

Boy, those Trumpanzees sure are fragile little snowflakes, aren’t they?