That’s fair. I guess the Sac jokes have just become a bit cliche at this point that I rarely find them original or funny.

BTW if you haven’t checked out Nix yet, do it the next time you’re in town. You will not be disappointed

Your honeycrisp is overrated. And does really poorly in cold storage, which is where all your apples are coming from unless you hit up the orchard or legit farmers market.

The joke about Sac is that it’s in the middle of nowhere but close to everything: Tahoe, Yosemite, the coast, Bay Area etc.

Also, we have the American River Parkway which I assure you is nicer than any park you have in your shithole city.

Oh, and it’s livable, and affordable by CA standards.

And some of the best tacos…

Perhaps they could make a non-binding pledge or something!

Also, they live in New Jersey

“underclass” huh?

Pretty sure Hunter Strickland threw a ball through his TV set just watching from home. The Giants should really resign that swell guy.

“As Sánchez walked off the field, he gave a tip of the cap to Martinez for breaking up his bid, and received an ovation from St. Louis crowd for what he had done.”

Weird.

Who is Ted Cruz?

Not easy to make the Zodiac Killer sound like the voice of reason. Well done NBA #getfucked

*SHOCKING*

Glen Greenwald won a pulitzer. Butt hurt much?

It’s not just kids. I’ve experienced fucking adults doing this shit on my last two flights. I offered the second lady my headphones and that seemed to finally get the point across that my death stare hadn’t

The large binder clips from numerous sellers (or better yet, the office supply cabinet for free). Cheap, effective, timeless.

The large binder clips from numerous sellers (or better yet, the office supply cabinet for free). Cheap, effective,…

Is that a young Julia Stiles?

So is Steam

You forgot the crystals

Is there a difference?

“And the fields run to infinity,” he would shout, gesturing wildly. “You ever think of that Gid? There’s no limit to how far a man might possibly hit a ball, and there’s no limit to how far a fleet outfield might run to retrieve it. The fould lines run on forever, forever diverging. There’s no place in America that’s…

Required crawdad viewing: