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Came here to say, I find vegans more sanctimonious than angry. 

I have one friend named Katrina - she’s Polish.

Same. The funniest part is, I know two Karens in real life, and the name fits them both. 

My kids are now adults, but I had the same thought!

I’m okay standing with the people from Cannes... 

I loved that movie! I still think it was one of his best.
Not for everyone, apparently.

I, too live in Portland and am anxiously awaiting the ripening of my tomatoes (one is just about ready, and I’ve had two cherry tomatoes). I’ve found buying the packaged Campari tomatoes is an okay alternative to the fresh ones in my garden.
I’ve also heard fresh tomatoes are available at the Farmer’s Markets. 

Dear god, I never thought I could get so sick of a song two times in my life!

C’mon, you must be used to that by now! 

It was hell! And it looks like we have more coming... My sympathies for working outside, I don’t even want to go outside to water my garden!

They quote you and leave you in the grays?!? That is some shit...

I don’t think it’s supposed to be healthier for you, it’s supposed to be healthier for the environment. 

Ah thanks! We still try our best, but sometimes cuddling is where it’s at. 

Portland has been miserable. Fortunately it seems like our heatwave may have finally ended. I haven’t eaten a real meal in about a week. 

Nobody ever told me that sex after 50 can be very painful - my husband and I rarely have sex in the mornings (my favorite time!) because he needs to warm up and stretch, and if we do missionary for too long, my hips cramp up. (and don’t get me started on the amount of lube we need to use now!)

Another indignity of

I don’t know if it’s worth a road trip just for a Pronto Pup, but since the ocean is right there, that may make it worthwhile!

I love Pronto Pups! It’s a regular stop on our way home from the beach.
I just found out about 3 years ago that they were the original corndog.

We have a local pizza place, Handsome’s, which offers both kinds too. I get it, they’re different and I crave them differently. I love having the choice!

My neighbors are all enjoying my cucumbers!

The parent was white, but aware. I saw another version of this story and she made a comment about how much worse it would have been had she been black.