YES. they should’ve taken that monkey by the shoulders and shook him until he gave up every last secret he knew, and while they were at it, hack into their mom and get all the data SHE knows, too. because she has got to know a lot of things, too.

your husband should totally watch Mrs. Maisel.

hear, hear. the style in that show is to die for. talk about life goals.

seriously. why weren’t they WAY more angry with him??

having once been a dishwasher, i fully support this film.

this is fucking awesome.

i used to live in St. Louis, and I give it a pass on lots of things as being part of their regional quirkiness (hello, Imo’s), but this is a nightmare. i mean, east coast bagels are not all that, but no bagel anywhere should be treated like this, unless they are being made into bagel chips.

gods, i hate that she is written off as a minor character. she was crucial to the development of Ser Davos, their relationship was so tender and a sweet respite in such a dark world, and her death was just as huge of a gut-punch to me as the Red Wedding. even though i had read the books and i knew the Wedding was…

caesar salad dressing? BRILLIANT! i don’t always have anchovy paste around, but we do always have a giant bottle of fish sauce around, because that stuff lasts forever.

when we travel, we figure if they can’t figure it out when we book the place, what they don’t know won’t hurt them. visibility is strength.

i hope this catches on. i would pay money to see a stage production of this for sure.

we simply call it “facon” to avoid that whole hyphenated nonsense. as the spouse of someone who eats a banana almost every day, this sounds right up my alley.

i love this idea. so practical!

well, i went through the movie sort of assuming that the parents are often a lot wiser about things than their kids realize, and they seemed like very worldly parents. but it was particularly his comment about how a person can be attracted to someone and that someone may not be attracted to them in turn, and thus…

i loved this movie, and aside from the obvious things (lookin at you, peach scene), the part that really stuck with me afterward — haunts me, really — is the extended scene with the father at the end. up until that moment, i somehow missed the pretty glaring idea that the father was *also* intensely attracted to…

people may pooh-pooh this, but damn, this looks amazing. i want it.

more like withered old grannies.

sure, that would be awesome.

*shrug* whatever, man. go ahead doing what you do. it’s no skin off my nose to do the things recommended in this article, and to make someone’s day a bit better. if that’s such a hardship to you, then don’t do it.

that’s quite a different job than the hospitality industry, gotta say. and construction jobs pay better than hotel housekeeping does, i’m sure of it.