Yes, frank talk indeed. Have an upvote. Spend it wisely.

I use whatever fresh basil I can get my hands on. There's an Asian food market 20 minutes from me that has the licorice-y thai basil, so I'll use that occasionally, but it's usually just the sweet basil from my nearest grocer.

That sucks. Wish I could say something more eloquent.

Podcasts. I listen to that more than music now. Easier on my ears, imo. I have lots of tinnitus to look forward to.

There, there.

BUT I WANT TO EXPERIENCE THE ANIMATED MASTERPIECE THE RIGHT WAY.

I lucked out: they waived the visa requirement from June 1 to Sept. 18 (Olympics, basically).

I'm sorry the mean millennials made you cry.

At least I admit it.

Making Pad Ga Prao Moo (spelled several different ways) tonight based on my friend's recipe. Don't have it in front of me and I can't remember exact measurements or actions, but this is how I've made it.

I'm going to Rio this June (visiting a friend who just moved there). Any experiences, suggestions, ideas, links, etc?

Was lucky enough to go to the pajama party to see 3rdeyegirl a few years ago at Paisley Park. He wasn't jumping/spinning around like he did during the 80s/90s, but he still grooved the shit out of that set.

It's about ethics in journalism.

Read the YouTube comments.

It's too bad there's such a shortage of male sports reporters who share your views.

You're certainly an expert on weird cries for attention.

He should stay the fuck in the closet.

Typing 'common sense' in all caps doesn't magically it common sense.

No, Jack and Diane's kids are Jaxon and Brooklyn.

Crap, I forgot they had different names (I'm such a poser).