You hit the nail on the head in your opening sentence. I don’t remember where I first heard it, but I love the line “my freedom to swing my arms ends at your face”, because it succinctly explains why we lose our freedoms when they cause harm to others.

Now I’ve got Charles Durning saying “dumb cracker” with a southern accent in my head.

Died... of embarrassment maybe.

I know that Trump is ostensibly raising money to fund the election lawsuits, but I have also heard that the fine print states that up to 50% of the funds raised can go towards paying off his re-election debts.

One of the stations will show old Tonight Show reruns with Carson hosting. One time Burt Reynolds was on and I realized that Norm Macdonald was not doing a parody of Reynolds on Celebrity Jeopardy, he was just doing a spot-on impression.

I posted this somewhere else, but I had the same reaction watching Van Jones barely hold it together immediately after CNN called it for Biden yesterday.

So I’m sitting on my couch when CNN announces that they are calling Pennsylvania for Biden, giving him enough electoral votes for the presidency, and I start to tear up. Me, a super-emotionless, 50 year old white guy, is actually getting weepy (in a good way) because of the results of the election and I’m wondering…

It actually looks like it could BE a crime scene (and not just in the general way that Taco Bell is a crime against food).

Anyone who has dealt with any flavor of mental illness absolutely needs to see Next to Normal, which is an amazing rock(ish) musical. It won a Tony as well as a bunch of other stuff (and Alice Ripley is flat out amazing in it).

Too late!

That is something that happens to every president (although the difference in a year is pretty striking). Take a look at what Obama looked like during his first inauguration and then each subsequent year. That is not a job for the faint of heart, particularly if you actually care about your responsibilities (not that…

I am but pretty much a soulless monster who doesn’t feel any emotion, but the finality of that statement really got to me. I have fortunately never felt that kind of pain and I cannot imagine punching down on someone who is going through it.

While purely anecdotical (not a real word), I can confirm that the dog that used to live in my house (my ex-wife and son took him from an acquaintance of ours who could no longer take care of him when the dog was about four years old) absolutely hated black people. If he saw a black person walking on the other side of…

it was the one piece of decor I never moved, fearing that I could end up accidentally putting it in storage or pocketing it. Grouping it with my other gold nuggets risked turning it into meaningless, indistinguishable data.

It doesn’t matter what the public wants. They have taken an oath to serve and protect (that is the phrase, right? Something like that?)

I guess there’s the possibility that it can be a dirty business, but my only experience was with a couple in my church who had two boys, couldn’t have any more children and adopted a 4 year old girl from Guatemala (their sons were early elementary at the time).

My ex-wife loved this show (and SVU and all of the other procedurals). I was in the room for about 5 minutes during the episode where the bad guy has a woman’s ex-military husband tied up and he rapes/kills/whatever both of them (I think I left before anything violent happened, up until then it was just a lot of…

ok, I know the military loves their acronyms, but I, for the life of me, cannot figure out what SHIT means.

As an east-side Michigan ass, I can tell you that the only garnish we needs is ranch!

This is definitely the most hipster-y thing I’ve read in a long time.