KG looked like she was auditioning for the remake of Triumph of the Will. (and I apologize to Kevin Garnett. You don’t deserve this)

Same. Oh, so same.

I mean, you tell me. This is “Mystery” who had his own show called ... The Pick-Up Artist. To me, it looks like all he’d pick up is pink eye from that eyeliner, but I’m old.

Amen. And they weren’t even good flyers. Attacks on Omar, no substantive policy information (because I’m unconvinced it exists), and a return address with no name, only a DC address. Gotta believe that if you work that hard and do such an elaborate end-run around campaign finance disclosure, your opponent must be…

You can’t make this shit up.

Minneapolis checking in. You don’t even wanna know what East Bumblefuck’s been saying about those of us living in “The Cities.” 

My niece is participating in a vaccine trial in Oklahoma this month. Not sure of her stance, but it pays $2K. I’m guessing it’s pretty hard to find enough coronavirus believers in OK to participate, but we raised her right (in Minnesota).

So, she won’t allow “them” to do that to her, huh? I wonder if she’ll feel the same way about the ventilator in her future. There are no atheists in foxholes.

Dress for the job you want. Ivanamarlania version 4.0.

I grew up in “outstate” Minnesota which is unapologetic Trump country. I’ve lived in the Twin Cities metro area since I was old enough to sign an apartment lease (35 years). The George Floyd murder may have galvanized the world, but it was not at all surprising to my children, who had their first jobs at a liquor…

Bought my (now ex-) husband a Swiss Army knife “from the kids” for Father’s Day. Gave them both a 15-minute lecture on never, ever opening it or touching the blades, etc. and sent them to bed. Sat down to gift wrap and opened the blade, which immediately snapped down on my thumb. Went through a half roll of paper…

My mother was the eldest of 16, including 4 sets of twins. That’s 16 kids in 17 years, y’all, born between 1928 and 1945. When I see these TV families with their minivans and multiple washers and dryers, I picture my beloved Grandma making 12 loaves of bread at a time and doing infinite loads of laundry with a manual…

When my mother died, I told my kids they just lost the biggest cheerleader they will ever have for the rest of their lives. She was the best.

I dunno. I raised my kids before Instagram, but I can completely relate to sweating and asking a 19-year-old office supply store clerk for a restroom and being told “No” or “Employees only.” She had a changing mat. I guess unless you’ve been in public with a shitty baby and no recourse, maybe don’t judge. I find…

My 16th birthday was so bad it was good. My parents and I were supposed to go to an aunt and uncle’s house 4 hours away for the 4th of July (which is my birthday). I lay in bed, waiting for my Mom to come in and wish me a happy birthday, but no dice. When she finally came in, she was livid that I hadn’t helped get…

They weren’t married.

That socialist’s looking pretty good right now, isn’t he?