A non-Trump-related fuck this shit goes to feeling like shit for the past few days after my dog died in his sleep sometime between Sunday night and Monday morning, as I wrote about a couple of days ago. I keep noticing he's not in the house and start to go to the door to look for him outside, or I look for him outside…

I had a coworker at the time who was so excited about the first prequel that he took a day off to watch it. The next day: "It wasn't very good, but I watched it twice."

He was truly, deeply hurt when those ragtag kids were able to raise the money to save the rec center he wanted to tear down.

A message about morality delivered by someone who is fine with letting people die if they aren't profitable.

Does he keep droning on and on until he starts foaming at the mouth and falls over backwards?

That's pretty much every experience with ordering in fast food restaurants.

That is exactly what I was looking for! I'm not creative enough to attempt to do that properly.

Be sure to enunciate clearly so you don't get the bonobo-size by mistake.

Kickin' into the future.

The Ken Burns documentary should be watched by everyone.

I just realized that - of course - you had read about my dog, because you replied to me about it back here a couple of days ago. I haven't been thinking all that clearly lately. Well, thank you again.

It was "Didacts and Narpets."

John Goodman will take care of it.

I noticed that on another comment this morning. The system must be more vigilant after certain incidents recently. Now, let's never speak of them again.

Idiot Control Now (since January 20, 2017)

This morning I remembered when he tweeted "hear by" when he meant "hereby." And he was trying to use it because he thought it would make him sound presidential. The man is a legal genius.

Does he have to be dead first?

One of my favorite Trumpy callbacks comes during Appreciating Our Parents when the mother places a roast chicken on the table.

"The Papers, please."

It always comes back to the birth certificates.