Well, I guess if you think tomorrow’s results will be the most optimal the Democrats could have possibly hoped for I guess I’ll wait for control of the House in the year 2050 and strategies on re-re-taking the Senate after the 2018 cycle.

Then spice up the #2 pick with Castro or Warren, not some “maybe we can squeeze 2 more points out of Northern Virginia” non-entity. They’re running prevent defense (and will probably eke out a win) when the opportunity existed to blow the fucking doors off the retrograde Republicans and their open sewer of a…

I’m not a Bernie supporter, he’s not even a Democrat, more like a “Really? Was that ALL the people we ran? And we decided against Elizabeth Warren as VP because we thought we had it wrapped up?” person

I’m plenty excited not to have an amateur politician and professional fascist in the White House, but we’ll be kicking ourselves if the Senate stays 49-51 GOP and we only get a dozen or so House seats in nominating an only slightly-more-popular-than-Trump person at the top of the ticket (and then picking a container…

As a person who prior to trying to read that had no visual impairments I demand a change to that color scheme.

(watches Michelle wistfully) Note to Democrats: recruit somebody people are excited for next time and you won’t be within the margin of error to a human compost heap and a coin flip on regaining control of the Senate, which should have been easy.

Ironically, that sort of talk were it about any other team would get a hearty endorsement from Pete “The Challenger Explosion Was Faked” Carrooll

Berman actually quoted 90s one-hit wonder (fill in band name later) by saying “How Bizarre” (twice) before stumbling/behh-ing over three ad libs en route to the highlight package, where he picked up the thread by excreting a loud HOW ‘BOUT THEM COWBOYS

“Coach, what’s the real scoop behind Jamie Collins?”

(Richard Sherman injures kicker) (official, muttering “Why you little..”, reaches for flag) (Sherman shrugs, bemused) (official puts flag away)

Infinite Warfare: also in the running for the United States’ new slogan

Can’t wait for the fashions at this year’s MTV Micronesian Music Awards, catch ‘em while all the islands are above water before climate change fucks everything up.

♫ Es un perdedor... ♫

The party went further south as every piece of cake Fitzpatrick passed along never got to its intended target.

What can I do to assist, living in semi-rural New Mexico?

“..like a dog standing on its hind legs for a treat.” Except that that 49ers dog would instead kneel, thereby DISRESPECTING the TREAT and the TROOPS

Hey this is a quarter.

It’s every bit as scintillating as I expected an article on regional cable competition to be.

Imagine having a Hamilton Nolan-level lack of variability in one’s posting repertoire, but instead of economic inequality it was about soccer for fuck’s sake

(fans self) Man, hot cricket takes all day up in here