"I should have manned up and I should have fought for you," Blandford says. "And I didn't. I didn't. I am so grateful that you are in Heaven with Jesus, the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, and that you got to see him before I did. And I know you're going to extend me grace, but I just—it would've been so cool to…

As an Asian American woman who has been into punk and indie rock for 30+ years, went to one of the top-ranked universities in the world, whose close friends are all Black, and who married a White person, it's a constant battle between, "maybe you're just too Asian" and "maybe you're just too American."

Fabric only scissors are SERIOUS business!

I have some scissors that would do it.

I really miss the old Japanese Iron Chef program. *Somebody* needs to bring that back on re-runs. (Or Netflix or something.)

What will they do without the al-cohol...I mean Freedom Juice?

not to mention Arabic numerals!

We should tell them that the Muslins invented al-jabr...I mean algebra. it will blow their minds.

I don't know! I feel badly about laughing at these things, but come on. They're like the angelfire website/crazy grandma FWD email of cat posters.

why does it say "rosaM" at the bottom right corner? Is that a signature? Did they actually pay a professional to put together this staggering work of genius? Someone give rosaM a New York Times best seller cover to design, because girl is OWNING crazed lost cat posters.

Agreed. Look at this insufferable fucking "missing cat" poster:

RIGHT? I am not even a cat person and I would be prepared for this type of reaction. The title of this piece should be "People Who Apparently Have No Idea How Cats Even Work Somehow Have Seventeen Cats And Manage To Lose One On A Trip Because They Are Cat-Not-Understanding Fuckwits."

Personally, I really just want a pair of cockatiels named Vladimir and Estragon. I have no idea what I'd name a cat. I guess it would depend on the cat's personality?

I have mentioned this before in a thread on pet names, but it bears repeating that my parents had a friend with a giant grumpy-faced grey persian named YASSER ARACAT.

Poor little Cotton. I just want you to know that we, your brothers and sisters, are all praying for your safe return.