I hate that I’m so glad there’s a monetary inducement for good storytelling; I know we won’t get it (in the large-scale at least) without profit. 

Planet Zoo! I want to watch my snow leopard escape again. 

I can’t shake how much it reminds me of Brain, from Pinky and The Brain. This is a me problem not an it problem; I just really would have loved a Brain Funko Pop if they’d had them when I was a kid. 

I just wanted to mention that I have fallen off a stationary bike, but I am a special case. Allergy-related vertigo is the worst. 

Okay but then his name would have to be Baby Yooda. 

And parking. You don’t have to go nuts, you don’t have to spring for the shuttle, just do a very basic parking-spaces:attendees check. 

I went back to school ten years ago and I was so impressed with the costumes! A solid half of the kids clearly made their own and tried to be clever - the best were the sexy peacock (she had a teal corset and sewed peacock feathers to her black hotpants.) and my friend who went as a Franzia box complete with a working…

For no particular reason, certainly not about any of my favorite Kinja writers who I might not see for awhile...

Thank you for saying this counts as moto-doping, which is my favorite type of sports cheating. 

“Those are your people. Enjoy your people.”

I’m praying that gets smoothed a bit in post and they just didn’t have it done in time for the trailer.

I’m trying to decide if story falls under the Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes principle or the Don’t Start None, Won’t Be None principle. 

Poor Barbara Streisand* - not only did she have the effect of her lawsuit bringing the photographs of her property to the public eye, now every time someone looks up the phrase “Streisand Effect” it brings up the photographs of her property.

Right? I was wondering if this sort of thing would count as “private facts” if he had never linked himself to the Tayloe family publicly- but as soon as he became a plaintiff in that case I’d say (as not even kind of a lawyer) he became a limited public person and therefore anything about his relationship to the…

I kinda think it should be? 

All I can think of are the poor sad-sack dipshits who will be guilt-tripped into being part of the replacement “spirit organization”. I say this knowing that I would absolutely, 100% end up one of them if I were there. Because whatever grad student ended up taking on the real work would look like she was going to cry…

This makes me feel so much better - on the one hand, I love goofball antics. On the other - they were making noise in a library!!

That is such a great photo. 

I mean, it’s not like they didn’t swear before. Or anything else not PG-13. (I’m so, so grateful I started reading just in time for Lennay Kekua but after the Farve thing.)

I’m feeling old thinking about how old that picture is.