HaHaYouFool
HaHaYouFool
HaHaYouFool

It really is a racket. I’ve been to the derm more than once due to my eczema/psoriasis, So I was learned early. Most of the stuff out there has ingredients that actively dry skin out. Therefore driving the market for more moisturizers, masks, serums, and spot treatments to “fix” the problems likely caused by the


Oh god- that peach pit scrub. What the ever living fuck was teenage me thinking.



Username appropriateness: Appropriate.

Queen Elizabeth is on par with the NFL then.

Plus, most of this so called “highbrow” stuff was the potboiler/thriller of its day—Agatha Christie, all three Brontes, Sir Walter Scott, Edgar Allan Poe, Louisa May Alcott, Bram Stoker, freakin’ Shakespeare all wrote to please the masses and get paid. They didn’t write for the fun of it, they wrote to not starve to

Oh, MBS. Hacking phones, hacking up journalists. He’s a prince, that one.

That color combo (rich blue suit with cognac shoes) was popular in the late 50s (think James Stewart in Vertigo), and it’s been very current the last few years (Stephen Colbert wears it a lot).

The crew that clutches their pearls while uttering something about “concerns” and “process” only to line up and vote with their party goons are more hateful than the normal goons.

When I figured out that I could simply... turn off the device’s wifi... and keep library books on my Kindle for as long as I needed? GAME CHANGER. I pretty much only read books when I’m commuting (I usually save my at-home leisure time for TV/movies) so sometimes it takes me a while to read something long.

Gideon the Ninth surprised me by being a lot more fun than the blurbs led me to believe. 

Gideon the Ninth? It’s on my TBR list!

“Not only am I smarter than you for reading all these big important-looking and intellectual books, I found away to deliberately push everyone’s buttons by tearing them in half in a performative manner, showing them off, and reveling in the negative attention in the hopes of parlaying this into social media fame! 

I read books on my phone. The first book I read on the phone was engrossing enough that I could get past that it felt odd, and now that I’m used to it I’ve read tons of books. It’s nice to read again, instead of mindlessly jumping between the same dozen or so sites on the phone when I’m bored

To all book murderers: GET A FUCKING KINDLE (or other e-reader). Most public libraries have digital editions (although let’s not get started on how publishers are throttling access) which means FREE and PORTABLE.

I read a ton of lightweight genre stuff. Space opera, romances, cozy mysteries, etc, with occasional sporadic dives into celebrity (preferable D list or lower) memoirs. I used to worry that I wasn’t using my education and cultivating my brain or whatever, but then every “serious read” I tried was (1) dull and (2)

Klobuchar is not splitting the difference between Biden and Sanders.  That’s asinine.

I genuinely fear for the outcome of the election if Biden is the nominee and find the manufactured electability narrative which surrounds him frighteningly out of touch with the political moment. I hope this endorsement means that the old guard is waking up to the fact that name recognition alone does not a good

No no no...too wordy.

If you didn’t happen to catch it, last week’s NYT article by Robert Leonard titled, “I’m a Reporter in Iowa, Here’s What My State is Looking For” contained this gem: “Mr. Biden has a lot to prove here. I’ve attended some of his town halls and rallies, and they’ve been lackluster, his speeches dull and meandering, and

“In this election, British voters face a choice between divergent visions for the nation’s future.