Last week one of my best friends - a woman - and I got drinks and dinner together at this place near where we both work. It was so hot - which is what I get for thinking that when they said ‘spicy’ wings they meant spicy spicy and not restaurant spicy.

As someone with aging parents, Trump’s sundowning symptoms is as clear as fucking day. 

Everyone involved knows but just can’t outright say the deal was she gets to have as much power and stick her thumb in as many pies as she likes because she’s the only one who can handle her dad when he’s sundowning, right?

Calm your tits, not all of us are teens doing duckface, sometimes you want to capture a moment and there’s no one around.

I love this for so many reasons. Mostly, I love that she had the apparatus to climb up that pole. If the revolution was dependent upon my upper body strength, we’d be doomed.

Yeah, this is like a stereotypical beardie hipster wet dream of a movie. You have to admire the $$ savings on CGI though.

“Oooo, I love Rooney Mara”

I am with you! How can you not be fascinated by all the cool shit that’s around us all the time. There are fish in the ocean with freaking HEADLAMPS! That’s amazing!

I have two boys who are just getting into dinosaurs, which is awesome because now I, as an adult woman, can be enthusiastic about dinosaurs again with out looking like a weirdo.

I will spend HOURS in science museums looking at dinosaur fossils. And every other fossil. Reading all the plaques. Saying “That is SO COOL” to anyone who stops by, and then rushes to get away from the crazy lady who is way too into the fossils. I don’t care.

I was just thinking the other day that since we’re ~70% water, most of our bodies at one point were dinosaur urine.

I never got over it. My best friend and I bonded in grad school in our late 20s, over our mutual love and awe for dinos. They are INCREDIBLY AMAZING.

Me too! I never got over that phase where you’re obsessed with Dinosaurs and Space. There’s a state park in Texas where you can see fossilized dinosaur footprints in the riverbed, and I went recently and STOOD IN DINO FOOTPRINTS. I mean, what’s cooler than that?!?!?!?!?!

This is the sort of thought that rattles around in my head constantly and makes me wonder why nobody else is as excited about dinosaurs as I perpetually am.

These things were REAL, man! Our species has existed for barely a blink of an eye, just a few thousand years; dinosaurs ruled the earth for HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS.…

Really? That song is so erotic it should come with a parents advisory warning. I can’t imagine kids belting out this:

There were days when the only thing I did was set the table at 4:58 before my mother got home and I didn’t feel a single pang of guilt. Now, if I spend half my Saturday watching TV or movies, I feel literally sick to my stomach.

I was seeing one of my longtime best guy friends (whom I'd kissed a couple times over the course of our friendship, but had just started, like, being with in any more significant capacity). He told me that he loved me quickly. The whole thing was very intense. I'd been hearing rumors from mutual friends that he was…