And thus, with this mugshot, we have the only good thing to ever come out of Sheboygan, Wisconsin.

Wow, this is...white. In both concept and execution. Like, polar bear in a blizzard in a Restoration Hardware white.

I’m not saying that I will sit through a syndicated Hawaii Five-0 episode at godforsaken o’clock just to stare at Daniel Dae Kim, but I’m not not saying it.

When the cast did their Prince tribute that went viral, I watched it because I love Jennifer Hudson a lot. (And Prince, obvs.) So I listened to JHud do her loud powerful thing, and loved it...and then she called Cynthia Erivo forward, and two notes in I was like oh shit JHud you are completely outdone now and forever,…

My sole experience watching Lara Logan was a 60 Minutes segment she did a few years ago on some guy who free-climbed El Capitan (or somewhere similar). I mean, literally with his bare hands and no ropes—it was fucking crazy impressive, I admit. It stuck in my mind because it remains the only national news broadcast I…

I think Joel Edgerton has proved that, as a society, we have no further use for Jeremy Renner.

I LOVED her on AoS. She and Peter Capaldi were in small roles together at the end of World War Z and they stole the show.

I really liked it. Like, I knew it wasn’t good as I was watching it, but I gave zero shits and I COULD NOT STOP. The writing was overwrought and terrible. In spite of it, I thought Ben Daniels was amazing (I totally bought his character) and I was very impressed by Sarah Hay’s performance. I hope she does more once…

Misty Copeland inspires ME and I’m fat, 34, and (little known fact) watching me dance is a violation of the Geneva Convention.

Oh my God. I AM a WASP and I’m having some agita here. I feel like I’m in church on the Sunday closest to 4th of July. WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY

IT’S A VIDEO OH GOD NOOO. I was like “who cares, annie is a bey stan, whatevs” but NOOOOOO.

I am reading Charlotte Bronte: A Fiery Heart as we speak. It’s really well-written and makes me feel really bad for her and Emily (who I wish Claire Harman would write about next, EB sounds like a genius and also batshit cray) because, like, no one really liked them. They were introverted and socially awkward, and…

This is the second time I’ve seen this picture of beyonce’s arm and thought “Sloth? Sloth. Wait...”

Apparently, Victoria’s Secret catalogs, that great boon for young boys eight-year-old girls who would only understand the funny feelings they got when they looked at women in lingerie years later

Well, my handle tells you my profession, and I work in a school, and I don’t drink and I am a boring knitting cat lady like that Jeopardy woman last week, but I swear to God the day weed is fully legal I will become a stoner boring knitting cat lady.

ngl, thought the header pic was a sloth closeup at first.

Oh yeah, the Peter Pan mid-20s type. Uggghh. The only thing worse is guys—and it’s almost ALWAYS guys—who are like “I’m just a big kid who never grew up!” Really? Well the rest of us did and we’re sick of your hellhole classroom management and the fact that you never back us up when your students act like shits to us,…

Seriously, Claire has zero stealth. She should be dead like twelve times over.

I actually watched High Society at the time it aired. I am not proud. It was right after ANTM—we watched it for the trainwreck factor. And it was! Like, even grading on a “shitty reality show about socialites” curve, it was bottom of the barrel.

I stopped watching a few eps into season 2—I think I remember reading they switched...showrunner? head writer? someone key like that—when it became clear that they didn’t understand that the show’s popularity was the chemistry between Tom Mison and Nicole Beharie. Apparently that was the correct decision. I kind of…