I got really excited over the Ms. Frizzle costume until I realized who was wearing it.

Heeellllllll no.

Me: *scrolling, scrolling* Okay, cute, yeah. Oh one more? Okay.

“I thought I was the only one.”

I was waiting for this post. <3

Not sure! :) It’s not new, but I’m using it a little colloquially. It’s supposed to refer to commentators in media that actually get paid....but then, we get paid in emotional satisfaction?

Happy Birthday, Jez!

A family of raccoons under the floorboards would actually improve the tone of the place.

They couldn’t have picked a more absurd name if they’d tried.

I’m feeling somewhat energized, to be honest. Finally, finally, something’s happened in which women feel empowered to come forward and decades of literal abuse are getting uncovered and men are finally realizing there are consequences for their actions.

Why is it these men only “now understand the pain” their decades of slimy actions caused when they’re now being held accountable and losing jobs and influence?

When the study can conclusively separate “eating alone” from “when people eat alone they eat garbage” which could do far more to affect health than whether or not you’re staring at someone across a table, then I’ll be more concerned about this.

That sounds about right to me.

Honestly surprised it took this long.

Right? When I was nine I was busy reading my way through the Tamora Pierce books and thinking I was on the high edge of the curve.

She has a science room. And reads the MIT Department of Materials Science and Engineering for funsies. She named her experiment after the Greek goddess (Titan) of fresh water.

I’m okay with this.

This.

The small shred of a silver lining I can find in this is that “you responded immediately, sir” is not a “yes” to the question actually posed.

Why not? A good portion of the reason microagressions happen is because no one (that they will listen to) stops and says “hey man, not cool.”