These remind me of my dad’s roach clips from the 70’s.

My cat was neutered by Dr. Katz.

I remember my first Chai. It was transcendent. Since then I’ve just been chasing the chai dragon.

Hey Cuz! Is this him?

Once I was eating out with my family, and my grandfather said he had to “stretch his legs.” He walked up and down the length of the restaurant audibly farting, as we all sat there trying to pretend he wasn’t. Other customers just stared at him, but nobody ever said anything.

The organizing behind this must have been incredible! Where can I find more information on that?

She looks like she needs to lighten up! Eh? Eh? See what I did?

Norma from Twin Peaks!!!!!!!!

No way. That is the intern’s job.

I also don’t think his dad was around to change any diapers.

I absolutely thought it was a Harry Potter cosplay thing, too.

.

.

What? I never heard that!

When she was 5, my sister told my Jewish grandparents that she wanted to be an “Episcopalian priest” when she grew up because the reverend at her Episcopalian day school had a bald head so shiny the exit sign would reflect off of it. It was truly awe-inspiring.

Fair enough. It’s a recent documentary mini-series on HBO about real estate heir Robert Durst. The director for both this and All Good Things is the same:

It’s the Jinx.