I mean... Scarlett Johansson should have been the obvious choice.

I’ve procrastinated by reading this article.

Unsollicited advice from a stranger on the Internet... For your fasciitis, if you have the insurance to cover it, get thee to a podiatrist, stat.

Oatmeal. Rice pudding. Tapioca pudding. Basically any food that has the texture of barf is a no go for me.

As someone else pointed below the first half of Luke Cage was excellent, but the second half was just... not. Cottonmouth’s demise ruined everything for me, as Diamondback was the most lazily written vilain I have seen in a long time.

Agreed, 100 %. Cottonmouth was such a compelling vilain, but Diamondback was the worst. He was just crazy and evil in the most shallow way, his motivations were shit, and the actor was no Mahershala Ali.

I’m actually reading the French translation as we speak (I’m on the second book, and also got the 3rd book for Christmas) and all 3 covers are indeed so much better.

This is pretty much off topic, but I cannot believe how horrible the English book covers for Ferrante’s Neapolitan series are. They are spectacularly ugly and seem so… inappropriate? Like, they don’t fit the content and the tone of the books at all.

Oh god, the chandelier. So, so, so tacky.

I do not for the life of me understand the appeal of wax museums. I really, really don’t get it.

Damn, I tried to Star your post, and it took away the star you already had. Sorry.

Those are some disturbingly ugly shoes. Serioulsy, my mother-in-laws orthopedic shoes look better than these monstrosities.

Apparently she is, and is very high up the chain at that. I just learnt about this reading the comments on this story this morning, and I am so floored and completely disappointed.

Oh no. Not Allison! I cannot believe this. I love her so much, and learning about this is just breaking my heart.

Not sure what you watched, but I watched it on Netflix too, and there is no laugh track... A first person narrator, yes, but definitely no  “live audience” or canned laughter of any kind.

What?

Do what I did with Facebook (which I was compulsively checking, even though all it did in the end was to make me feel depressed, on top of being a useless time sink that kept me away from books and other, better pursuits):

Oh man, I don’t. What does it say? I’m a sucker for the jokes the programmers sneak in these systems?

Under the influence, with Terry O’Reilly?

I thank Siri as well, in part to appease our eventual robot overlords (overladies?), in part to model politeness to my kids (and yes, I’m also very polite to actual human beings... This is just reinforcement work!).