Okay, how do you spend $3k PER DAY on takeout?  Are you eating caviar and champagne for breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Are you blending them together into some sort of fishy decadent bubble shake?

Am I the only one that was hoping that this was Sarah Vowell’s book about Presidential assassinations, somehow made into a movie? Hint hint, Hollywood producers.... 

(#19 has a typo)

“I said a really super racist thing, but that’s not how I meant it and I’m not a racist, despite saying a really super racist thing.”  Is that about right?

If she was bothered by the noise (in which case, she should really consider moving away from a MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL STADIUM), that’s still not a good reason to “pretend” to call the police on an eight-year-old. The mind, it boggles.

Stop trying to be Keith Richards, Johnny.  Only Keith Richards can be Keith Richards.  

Ha ha, we know better. She doesn’t care about anyone.

I genuinely don’t understand how anyone can respect Turning Point USA — its initials are literally TP USA. TP! Toilet paper! If they weren’t so awful I’d giggle every time I read anything about it.

The shirtlessness is actually important — newborn babies benefit enormously from skin-to-skin contact in their first few hours of life. It helps them regulate their body temperature, among other things, as they acclimate to life outside of the womb. Sometimes it’s called “kangaroo care.” https://my.clevelandclinic.org/…

Ewww, so he’s been smelly for AGES. Imagine thinking you’re so hot that you can forgo basic hygiene standards.

the #MeToo movement is “proving so over the top,” rendering his colleagues so paralyzed with fear that they’re unable to tell “an attractive associate that they’re wearing a nice outfit.”

I can’t believe I zoomed in to confirm this, but did he file his teeth INTO POINTS? Man, I’m old.

That sounds like a story worth smelling.

I know Brad Pitt is objectively attractive, but I read somewhere that he’s got terrible BO. Maybe that turned the MIT professor off.

*SPOILERS*

Okay, “Wonder Woman” had some of my favorite trope of all time — I will watch anything featuring someone dropped into another time period (Themyscira surely counts as the past, technology-wise). So I am doubly here for “WWI-era Steve Trevor tries to figure out a Swatch.”

I once worked for a very high-level federal employee from approximately the same generation as Guiliani and Trump. And every damn day, I’d have to show her how to attach a document to an email. EVERY DAY. So yeah, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that Guiliani has no idea how computers worked.

So Glenn Thrush was, and apparently remains, a sad, petty, vicious little man.

You need to add that he made his staff pick up his dry cleaning and drive him to the different Ritz-Carlton hotels in DC to see if they carried a specific “moisturizing lotion” in their gift shop. He’s like a very fancy Buffalo Bill.

Oh, I’m so sorry. That’s awful.