I definitely did not buy it. Like you said, it makes it way too easy. I’ve only attempted once, and that was through cutting my wrists, and I did such a piss-poor job of it, that people had a chance to talk me down. Obviously, if I’d had a gun, it would have been over before anyone found out.

I don’t believe in guns for home defense. I really wanted it to kill myself.

What’s funny is that home defense was just my excuse. I was looking for a gun to kill myself with.

At our local gun shop, which is actually owned by the son of a very NRA-friendly GOP senator, I was asking about a weapon for home defense. He recommended a revolver because, in his own words, “after six shots, you’ve either won or lost.”

“Getting all apps” is side by side with “just getting dessert”, on the list of things my family and I have been promising to do all our lives and never actually done.

I always thought it went to a whatchawhatchawatcha sorta thing

Is it worth pointing out that of all 7 killers in Killer 7, only one of them is female, and her power is slashing her wrists?

I would rather drink Folger’s than Pike’s Peak or whatever its called. It’s like drinking charcoal briquettes.

OUT YOU PIXIES GO THROUGH THE DOOR OR THROUGH THE WINDOW

That swagger screams “Watch out world, your new star is here.”

Most important podcast for me this year: We Live in the Zone Now, the Election Night episode of Chapo Trap House.

I wasn’t familiar with Zhang until this year, when I found out that one of her pieces is her taking the point of view of a prominent leftist’s girlfriend and basically making up how abusive he is to her. The girlfriend was legit very pissed off.

It seems like both main female characters want nothing more than to continually punish themselves. It makes sense for the one in jail, but I kept waiting for the current wife to speak up for herself.

Dammit, Miss Lansbury. All you had to do was keep existing as Angela Lansbury, and that would have been good enough. You’re a national treasure, and you just HAD to weigh in. Nothing is good.

The third season of The Killing. Only the third.

Unpopular opinion: I actually kind of like Papa John’s? I don’t think it’s anything special, and their owner is a toad, but I’ve never really had that visceral hate for it.

And you also get that taste of what Calvin used to be, when his Dad goes cycling. It doesn’t matter how shitty everything else in the world is, he’s completely blissful when he’s on his bike.

My Dad is still like this. 99% of the time, he’s a great guy, sensitive, caring, the whole thing. But when his teams are playing, the language that comes out of his mouth still surprises me.

In high school, despite not being especially athletic, I signed up for tennis, because I hated the idea of team sports. And yet the entire idea of the tennis “team” was your ranking. There was a list of all 20 or so players, and only the ones with a higher ranking got to compete in the matches, where we’d be play…

Any big college town, pretty much.