I made the mistake of making a joke about the unbearable caucasianess in front of my mom, which resulted in a Christmas of her telling me, “Look! That pastor is Asian . . . oh, see? The sherriff is black, that’s an authority figure!” I’m hoping this phase is behind us.

It’s like every priviliged student’s first Sociology class.

Yeah, she was destined for the bad place until the very last minute. I can picture the baddie hackers monitoring the points system, nodding off as their perfect system sends everyone to the demons (I’m imagining the HQ is now located in the Wisconsin state capitol building) before being startled by an alarm, “Well,…

I appreciate a holiday tradition, but whenever my grandmother broke this out, we assumed we were being punished and/or watched by Santa for politeness to our elders.

I am floored on a regular basis of the cluelessness of people living with circumstances that should result in class warfare. My boss just told a long story about what a wonderful life her son was living in UAE.

Ugh, yeah. Let’s talk about presidents and vice provosts while we’re at it. I work at a majority minority public university and all the VPs and the president seem believe their whole bunch of older white dudes plus one lady and one person of Indian descent is the result of merit.

I used my bland, Nordic face to slide into the northern suburbs of Atlanta to knock on doors for Stacey Abrams. I believed she was infinitely smarter and more talented than Kemp, not just in line with my politics. She didn’t win; I don’t care. I’m still gonna keep working for a better south. There ae many here who…

The phrase “loose meat sandwich” makes my stomach turn. Is that really on menu descriptions?

Yeah, that Magical Native stuff was not cool.

As a Georgian, we’re always secretly grateful that Alabama and Mississippi keep us from being dead last. 

I think also he’s more romantic than Bree. She’s pragmatic and life has not lead her to think passion is the best thing. I know she told her mom to go, but it was Claire’s passion for Jamie that left her functionally an orphan.

I’ve got to applaud Drew’s instincts, southern Utah and Kentucky’s Bourbon Trail are in my top ten of beautiful places in the US.

I’ve been told our strip clubs in Atlanta are excellent, as well.

I want Graham to be my grandpa. 

Because every time he’s a whiny man-baby you remember “I go to the zoooooooo . . . “??

Did they seriously cut the lighting budget this season, or was that underfunded CGI aging?

In Georgia, the main public transportation broke down during the Amazon visit and the numb nuts lieutenant governor was threatening the tax deal of Delta Airlines, ‘cause he was mad about their change in policy on offering NRA members discounts after Parkland shooting. I mean, I didn’t want it, but yeesh.

As an Atlanta resident, we really should have demanded more lube as part of the deal for Satan’s Butthole, a.k.a. the Mercedes Benz Stadium.

Haven’t gotten around to it, yet, but she read an excerpt from the book in her interview on the 2 Dope Queens podcast (which was delightful) that made me tear up while on public transportation.

Oh, God. I’d forgotten about the Bigfoot thing. Truly, we live in interesting times . . . or whatever that curse said.