When I die, I want my remains scattered at Mar-R-Largo.

This looks pretty terrible. The movie I really want is based on, of all things, an Amazon Prime commercial I saw the other day:

Not. Even. A. Little. Bit.

A single core and 2GB of RAM? That ain’t enough to browse Facebook, let alone get anything done in Windows 10.

It doesn’t make sense to a business, sure. But it makes sense to Microsoft.

Also Leonardo Da Vinci was her fairy godmother.

I absolutely love that movie.

I mean, I know you got paid to write this...but the Drew Barrymore version of Cinderella pretty much summed this all up. I mean, she fought a man with a sword, a man who was going to rape her. So...yeah. Gen X did this already guys.

I honestly love drama like this. But it wasn’t just the company, which rightfully went to someone in the industry who could properly manage it after he passed. Apparently, he left Lucchese his personal possessions, as well. This is definitely that family from Knives Out. I’ll bet they’re fucking insufferable.

If this somehow ruins the book fairs, I’m coming for somebody.

Given that the sons have....self-defined rich father-funded hobby careers and his GF was apparently in the line of work and dedicated to the company pre-relationship and able to prove her competence enough to be voted Chairman of the Board, I don’t think Richardson was convinced he could entrust either of his sons…

I’m going to avoid speculating until they release a pop-up book with her side of the story.

I was a no wash/dry shampoo addict for nearly a decade, and while my hair always looked healthy and shiny my lack of routine wreaked havoc on my scalp. Washing once a week or less eventually caused gradual hair loss that I’m very, very slowly restoring more than a year after I started washing regularly again.

Man, I am apparently in the minority of those who love stale, day-old still delightfully greasy popcorn. It’s the reason I get a medium.

“ but you won’t finish it” you don’t know my life.

A fucking men 

Welcome to one of the most frustrating problems of medical ethics, because it’s unethical to force medical treatment on anyone who does not consent to it.

Religion is the ultimate systemic oppression. 

I don’t mean to be difficult but 10 minutes in a 375 degree oven is not going to cook that bacon to anything past limp and pale. I generally cook thin-cut bacon for about 20 minutes at 400-425, but I like it to basically shatter. But still, after 10 minutes, that bacon is not even edible yet. 

Son of a bitch, it’s that simple? I have Lea & Perrins because I’m not a heathen, and I have olive oil. I’m making this toniiiiiight!