I am pro-vanity plates because they are dumb and they mystify and amuse me. My home city has an Instagram dedicated to terrible vanity plates, and it's the best. 

Or an hour free and a scratcher mate with an eBay kit. 

Colour me shocked to discover that Pete's tattooist gives away tattoos for free. What a mess.

This is not an SF thing, or even a straight lady thing. I don’t even live in the US, and Tinder for lesbians is at least half dudes, tourists, and poly couples looking for unicorns*.

He seems really stuck on finding a scenario where it would be okay for him to hit a woman. 

I think they also have hubris out the ass, which can trip a person up.

His t-shirt in the Aniston photo says TRASH. How apposite.

“I wrote this movie and made this movie before all of those things became part of the conversation.”

Thank you. There is nothing sleek about it. It doesn't fit properly.

I’m okay with not hearing what Drake has to say.

As a non-American, it’s slightly jarring to be reminded that the spoof ads you see in movies and TV shows actually struggle to be as weird as real American TV commercials.

Wendi Deng is a genuinely terrifying woman. She dated Putin and was married to Rupert Murdoch. I can only surmise from this that there is nothing and no one she will not do for wealth and power.

At a guess I’d say about $13,950 worth of pure greed. The really good stuff.

When I visited the US I was stunned to see advertisements for prescription drugs. There is no ethical defence for that.

I’m glad I'm not the only one. Just getting all that out helped. 

Such a goddamn joy.

Right so first up, go binge all of season 3 of One Day at a Time on Netflix. It just dropped, the show is an underappreciated delight, and Rita Moreno is a gift to the world.

When I lived off the Old Kent Road in London, I had to catch a bus to get to my nearest tube station. One morning I managed to get on a particularly packed bendy bus, at the back door. The bus was held up by a girl trying to get on at the middle door and being told in forceful terms by another female passenger that…

Spot on.

I had Emma Thompson in Wit in my head saying “I have stage four cancer. There is no stage 5.”