What’s gonna happen to Bam Bam?

My coworker’s baby loses his mind and starts wiggling like a maniac whenever he hears this song:

The songs that actually made me smile most this year were the little twitter ditties composed by Paul F. Tompkins: the vanity license plate jingles and alternative theme songs (The Phantom Thread theme in particular). Demi Adejuyigbe’s end credits raps were great as well.

Better cookie:

Listened to Anthony Bourdain read the audiobook of Kitchen Confidential. Bittersweet but really entertaining.

My mom goes on an on about how much she loved listening to the audiobook of Vanity Fair while doing yardwork. I may give it a go.

This royal holiday card looks like a campaign photo for someone running for treasurer in a small-town conservative district in Ohio.

Ugh Armie Hammer...my brain says no but my body says yes. If anyone deserves their own personal sex idiot, it’s RBG — climb him like a tree, Your Honor.

the dry soda guy bit from his crowdwork special made me laugh so hard, I’d be curious to see what he’d do with the audience at the Oscars

When I go to the gym now I imagine Viola Davis telling me I’ve gotta keep going or she’ll cut me from her heist team. It’s very motivating.

blends the prestige performances of his former projects with the heart-thumping action of any of Tom Cruise’s best

my best friends are podcasts

I’m still kinda bummed that the Obamas couldn’t attend the royal wedding. I hope they’ll cross paths with Duke and Duchess sometime in the future — it was so fun to see Michelle and Harry team up to promote the Invictus Games.

There’s apparently going to be a Suits spin-off series set in Chicago (I saw them filming by my office downtown!)...maybe the Obamas could cameo in that.

Drama sells, so of course the tabloids are gonna play up that angle. Meghan’s already begun using her platform to help others while doing something she cares about — she helped the Grenfell Tower fire victims publish a cookbook earlier this year. 

Of course, it’s a masterpiece (but I wouldn’t want to be named Cher).

I resented Ross and Rachel for naming their baby Emma.

“Weekends, that’s Nunzio’s time!”