This is the first time I’ve liked anything gluten free...

I’ll have to check it out. I fucking loved The Heat.

The best part about the infant workout is that you steadily up your weight as the kid grows, so eventually you’ll be squatting your 15-year-old and fucking ripped.

I love him too. Despite his flaws and the flaws of his tenure, he’s been the best POTUS of my lifetime.

Holy fuck!

Can someone please buy Gigi Hadid a different expression? I’ll go in half.

Missouri: Road kill capital of the Union. I’ve never seen so many dead deer and dogs on the side of the road in my life.

Seriously. Besides, the suggestion that a young woman looking for a good lay is more likely to find that with a college-aged guy is, well... I don’t really know how to mock that idea properly.

Pretty much. Seems like everyone is getting what they want, so there’s nothing to see here.

That’s my usual jam. “Sure sure, thanks! Gee wiz, sorry! I didn’t realize. Thanks!” Cop drives off. I keep doing what I’m doing.

Not do defend the jogger, who could have paused to give her name and said, “Cool, I’ll get to a sidewalk ASAP, thanks!” But, what’s the play, then? Simply ask if you are under arrest? Or ask if you are free to go? Because she was on the street, is she considered under arrest once he stops her?

Because in order for the prosecutor to get you on something, they have to throw a yuuuuge charge at you first (or cluster of charges). Then, out of fear or pressure or lack of money to fight, you plea to a lesser charge and they put a check in the “win” column. You’re pretty much fucked once you’re charged.

From what I understand, that isn’t how it works. Prosecutors need the numbers. Once you’re charged they’ll do everything in their power to get you on something, just so they don’t have to say you got off. That’s what all this plea bullshit is about.

I think this is generally good advice in any fight, whether or not the assailant is armed. A person can die from being hit in the head with a fist, slammed onto the ground, held in a choke hold by someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing, kicked while on the ground, etc. When I was young and got into a few fights,…

Great scene, but the lesson is bring a knife and a friend with a tommy gun.

When was the last time you were there? From what I’ve heard, it’s changed a lot over the last decade. I happen to like Louisville and spend a lot of time there now: Great revival happening downtown and along the water, killer food, distinct neighborhoods, excellent bars, great theater, good national music acts that…

Yeah, but Twitter.

In Europe you could own a cheese shop. Only Americans insist on the closet thing.

There’s someone for everyone, I guess, even if you need a pick axe, a compass, and night goggles to find them.

Aside from the fact that cleanses are dangerous and stupid and coffee is pretty much required, if I were super rich and lived in Costa Rica I would probably eat mostly the same way. It sounds like they basically eat fresh veggies, whole grains, and lean meats, and if you combine that with all the fruit and fresh fish…