I f’ng love the Mexican pizza and I don’t care who knows. That said, I only indulge when I find myself at Penn Station because it feels fitting for some reason.

A scotch Easter egg!

The quality of the chocolate has also deteriorated.

It makes me wonder about the charge of her “bullying” managerial style. It’s possible, but sometimes being a woman in leadership is enough to be perceived as such.

This sounds amazing. So amazing, that if they were in MA, I would actually get up and go to get one and I hate driving.

I’m waiting for the fast food world to embrace a spicy breakfast option, and I think a spicy chicken breakfast sandwich would be the most obvious entry. Sorry to not see that as an option.

All this plus her ability to work with others.

In Living Color was everything when I was in middle-to-high school, but that’s not surprising when you look at that cast. Unfortunately, it doesn’t look like it’s on any of the big three streaming platforms.

Alison Brie maybe? Or Lizzo?! (If she can act, she’d be bloody delightful.) And now I’m going to sit here and think about possible castings.)

I feel like getting Billy Porter as Audrey II is the only reason this remake is remotely interesting, although I’m sure Evans will do fine. I’m baffled by ScarJo, though. Sure, she’s bankable, but she’s also super bland and I seriously doubt she has the vocal chops to compare to Ellen Greene. And poor Egerton would…

Heh, I remember picking up Invisible Man on a whim on my way out the library as a teen thinking it was sci-fi and it remains one of my top “not at all what I was expecting but also way better” experiences. Also still terrifying, but not in the ways I’d originally anticipated.

So...Sober Cocktail Party Story?

Honestly, this so very much reads more SF than TX.

I suspect this is like some fantasies: better in the imagination than in reality.

I’ve seen it in the frozen aisle before, where you can find the phyllo sheets. Not very many places, but it’s out there.

So many family recipes are like this! Which on one hand is sad because modern life makes it really, really hard to learn these things at the hands of our relatives once many of us are old enough to truly appreciate them and have the patience and desire to learn them, but it’s also a special testament to each…

My best friend is waaaaay into pageants. He knows better than to talk to me about it, and I love him too much to give him shit about it given all the other toxicity in his life, but I find it all so fucking depressing: that this shallow, harmful shit still exists, that I can’t bring myself to explain to him why…

Butter cookies.

The only things I never go store brand on when I can afford it are menstrual products, toilet paper, and kleenex (or Puffs Plus in my case). Everything else? Bring on the generics!

God, now I desperately want some tosilog and there’s nowhere near me to get it.