This is a classic “pox on both your houses” situation.

Yes, but it won’t lead to exposure to greater autonomy, so it’s all fine.

Happens to the best of us.

There’s a line from a Heinlein book that goes something like, “Ultimately, any death can be considered a heart failure.”

It looks like some sort of clipboard to me, the kind that wouldn’t be heavy enough to actually knock you out, but would be plenty sturdy enough to break your nose.

For me, I’m reading it as a phenomenon I’ve seen a lot of times before, which is that someone grew up being the smartest fish in the small pond they were in. They get used to believing that they’re smarter than everyone, without having to do much to maintain that status, because most of the people around them aren’t…

Oh, Matthew Fisher then, maybe. I was thinking Brooker was the only keyboard player in PH, but I just googled and I was wrong.

I hold no brief for Lowe, he may be an asshole, but I think people get to have moments of just being in a shit mood and not wanting to be messed with — and trust me, while I’m sure you would never do this, there are people out there who do, and the celeb in question has no way to distinguish you from them on sight. I…

Oh, you just reminded me of one: John Irving. Such a pompous ass. He gave a reading at my college a million years ago, during the time he was writing The Hotel New Hampshire. There was a reception afterward at which we were to have the privilege of basking in his aura. He was expounding to several awestruck young…

Fuck him right in the eye.

Sadly, it’s not.

Wait, you’re saying Gary Brooker plays the organ at your Dad’s church?

I knew him a long time ago. He’s a weird guy. I haven’t seen him for a while, and I keep hoping he’s worked out his demons, because he can be very sweet at times. But then there are the other times.

I was going to say, it’s too bad Le Bon is a dick, but I’ve seen John Taylor out and about a few times, and he seemed like a nice fellow.

Maybe it is in the UK, but I knew plenty of people who were 17 for some portion of their first year in college here in the U.S. of A. I was one of them.

John Waters is lovely. He’s the only person I’ve ever asked for his autograph, because I was all agog and stupid over meeting him and didn’t know what else to say. He rolled his eyes a bit, but not in a mean way (he had a right, he was checking into a hotel and probably wanted to be left the hell alone) and very…

It’s really not about the sort of thing you’re thinking about. It’s about your ability simply to empathize with your child, to mirror their emotions adequately and to care about why they’re having them. A narcissistic stay at home parent does much more damage than one who is emotionally available but has other demands…

The Stand makes everything better. Also, I love you.

I’m so sorry. There’s a particular kind of grief that happens when a nominally close relative dies to whom one has never been close in reality. One mourns the loss of any possibility of having the relationship they longed for with that person, and it’s sometimes difficult for others to understand. They say things…

I just screenshotted it myself. This should not be lost to posterity.