Seriously, gorillas are so smart. They likely have some inaccurate, but not totally left field idea.

The penguin looks like she’s thinking, maybe if I stand at the very edge of the scale it won’t know. I’ve tried that trick, never works.

I HAVE to watch Crashing. It’s on my list, but it’s so hard to find time to watch things alone. My dude just wants to make funny comments or observations when I watch anything and it’s so annoying that I can’t get into the storyline. He just talks through it. Ugh!

Preach it.

It should raise everyone’s antennae whenever a white man uses the words ‘hysterical’, ‘crazy’, ‘overreacting.’ People in the mental health professions don’t even use those terms anymore. They are dogwhistles; as soon as they are uttered or written, we’ve been shut down.

Watching Fleabag was like watching a caricature of myself in my late 20s. She’s lovable, despicable, awkward, grief-ridden in all the ways I was - so much that I was often embarrassed for the both us while watching.

I have the same hangups with writing. I could probably write you something that conveyed the sentiment, but I bet there’s a GIF that could do it just as well.

We all have our cross to bear.

We had the problem before, we have the problem now, but there’s been a kind of slightly hysterical tone about race that leads us to overestimate its significance in particular things.

Matilda! Totally geeking out on all of this.

Good luck on the filter and pump. I bet it’ll be pretty easy. I just watched a few youtube videos and then did it - but not before my brother (who’s an engineer) set himself up in a chair with a pack of beer to watch the spectacle. Ha!

I absolutely hate that for you. I’m so sorry. Just thinking about it makes me so angry for you. Hugs, boo!

Thank you! I’m not really much of a car person - my dad was, and my brother is, so I get the sense of it. Mostly I’m just stubborn and prefer old cars to new ones. I can’t really work on them though. I replaced the fuel pump by myself last year out of sheer determination, but otherwise I just send it to the shop. My…

Yes, Kentucky. And I’m also out of vodka and the car didn’t start this morning. But I just went out and had a peek at the sun. It’s so ominous, I love it!

The battery is good, I just replaced it maybe a month ago. But, yes. That car is a Goddess! (She’s a lady Volvo, FYI.)

It’s a 92. I’ll just get it towed. We have the best mechanic. He’s an old Jamaican guy who is perpetually stoned and only works on old Volvos.

Shut. It.

It’s so funny just from what I’ve read. I was doing a radio show yesterday and had a similar vibe going about it, but seriously had no clue this existed.

Hi fives on your Volvo! We have a 240 that is my love, but she didn’t start today.

I’ve not heard of Night Vale before but now I’m obsessed. Thank you!