Donovan’s a known ass. I’m surprised he didn’t vote “no,” honestly.

I was just thinking that yesterday. Whatd’ya want and where can I send it?

Where are all the bills prohibiting women from using the men’s bathroom at the gas station when the line for the women’s room is out the door because a tour bus of elderly grandmothers just pulled in?

Careful, or you’ll ferment insurrection among his fans.

I’m still waiting for my Rosalind Franklin biopic, but this will hold me over until then.

Point taken. Thanks.

That’s fucking awesome.

I’m imagining one of those “as seen on TV” commercials where people having insultingly comic-level trouble with things toddlers can do, like pulling a blanket over themselves or brush their hair, then “poof!” everything is possible with Two Hands!

Because someone was gonna, and I got here first:

Hennepin County, a community largely populated by Somali families,

The UW Student Association recently passed a resolution calling for divestment from corporations that invest in prisons, fossil fuels and other human rights violations. School officials flat-out denied it. So the Chair of the Student Association wrote this. I don’t think a building is going to cut it.

I hate these fuckers. HATE THEM. These are the fuckers who commit violence and say it’s to “defend” white women like me. These are the fuckers who want me to be their brood mare. I am not ashamed, or disappointed by these fuckers. I am ANGRY at them, and I refuse to let them use me as an excuse. I have no upper arm…

Hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Nope.

HOW did Obama “race bait”?

It really depends on the troop leaders. I dropped out after one year because the mom running our troop assigned “homework” and we all had to work on the same badges, even if it was a skill you’d already completed.

When my mom told my grandma that she was in therapy, my grandma replied “I thought you were the sane one in the family.” To which my mother replied, “I’m the sane one because I go to therapy.”

Yup. I was at a winery in Galena last year and ordered the cheese plate. We didn’t know what was on it, but I tasted the first one, I thought, “Welp, that’s Bella Vitano” and then heard the waitress at another table confirm it. Then I corrected her pronunciation, because I’m just that smug. And I think I’m just now…

No tears yet, but I’ve got that feeling in my chest that tells me if that trailer had been a teeeny bit longer, I would have been bawling. Which means I’m bringing a whole box of kleenex to the movie theater.

I’ve never actually been to Mars Cheese Castle. I don’t know any locals who actually go to cheese shops. But any high-end market is going to have a good selection of local cheese--keep an eye out for Clock Shadow Creamery and Sartori.

I’d almost gotten used to hearing the phrase “President Trump” (shudder) but last night listening to the radio on my commute home, I just let it fly: “Fuck you! How is this fucking possible! You’re a fucking reality tv star! This should have never fucking happened! Fuuuuuuuuck.”