I think Joan lives for particularly eye-roll-y “hot takes.” (Quotes because I guess that’s what she’s attempting?)

Gagaeos?

Be happy for this. It’s Gaga, it’s Oreos. And 2020 is almost over.

certain hats have been inflammatory 

Disclaimer: I’m not a comic fan, but my phone thinks I am and fills my newsfeed with comic news.

Kids.

Uh little kids? This is not out of left field. 

I must say that the “let’s go over apologies with a fine toothed comb to decide if its sincere” stage of outrage cycles is almost certainly the most annoying part of the ritual. Like, it probably shouldn’t be that surprising to anyone that apologies that are in response to angry social media campaigns are not “sincere.…

If people won’t vote in their own self interest, then nothing can be done about that. If a single comment can turn off Biden voters while Trump acts like a rabid dog, then we deserve Trump.

Someone on twitter called them the Frankenstein Project - a group of mad scientists that created the monster now rampaging throughout the countryside, who have picked up torches alongside the townsfolk to destroy their own creation.

the Lincoln Project, which is nothing if not a very ingenious scam to enrich some of the worst Republicans from the previous decade, whitewash their reputations, and ensure that they’ll have enduring relevance in the coming years.

Wow. I generally tried to keep up with the discussion thread on a daily basis, so I’d read all of these except the creepy uncle one. It wasn’t as scary as it was riveting and sentimental in a spooky sort of way.

AAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!! I been spooked!

When I was 10 my mom and I had to drive through the Colorado Rockies in the middle of the night. We were going home from a family reunion and on the last leg home crossing six states, she said we had enough money left for gas or to stay overnight in a hotel room, but not both. Everything on the trip had cost more than…

(*whispers meekly from NH*) Which New England state was this in?

Old coal and iron towns already have such a heavy feel to them as they are, and this one seems to be one of the weightier ones. The grief your poor grandad was already dealing with, and being responsible for the garments of several dead friends and colleagues really compounds the horror in this story. I hope they went…

I always want to go somewhere remote to hike because it’s Covid and EVERYONE is trying to be outside right now but then I read shit like this and I'm like, no thanks, I'll just keep walking my dog around the block at home, I'm good!

I’m not disputing that hitting a bear in one would have ended badly.

But honestly it scares me a little that to americans a Yaris is a “tiny” car.

The little ones always have the courage the size of a Newfoundland. Bless her. <3

Chills. Sorry for what you had to go through, and I hope that Leslie is ok, wherever she is.