To be fair, it was spring two weeks ago in the north too. Then winter was all, "Oh shit, sorry I'm late you guys."

Puffin Rock on Netflix

It was Fun With A Porpoise

I'm a Goofus in the streets but a Gallant in the sheets.

They wanted to kick their own asses.

Literally no one knows how a flower grows.

You eat pies, so you should probably preface it with "oral."

I like the cut of your mom's jib.

Here's Sean Spicer saying something racist.

I heard Royals on the radio today and my brain immediately went "Hunger games hunger games ya ya ya."

So many special snowflakes on the right need a safe space.

He was usually slurring pretty badly by then.

Hard to describe. It's three short novellas, all taking place centuries apart long after America has been decimated by nuclear war. I found the first two sections excellent but was lukewarm on the third.

It's cute how you think that's specifically a left-wing problem.

Since the fall, I've read Canticle for Lebowitz, On the Beach, Alas Babylon, and torn through the entire Walking Dead comics.

You're full of shit. And anyone with even a cursory understanding of the book and what was happening in the U.S. when it was written knows you're full of shit.

Smug white lady practices identity politics badly. Film at 11.

Hope you find a safe space!

SPOILERS:

This sounds like the sort of thing that would happen at a food co-op meeting.