lol say no more! Settlement treasure awaits me!

I haven’t been watching this, but this idea is close to something I wrote as a short story some time ago. I called it Pocket Door. Never submitted it anywhere but now I want to dig it out and see what I can do with the idea. 

Our jaws were on the floor when he was tearing through his fucked-up speech.  

So, I see none of you have attempted deep-frying uncrustables.

Well, I’d assumed marketing but that makes sense.

Sir, you’ve spoken to my soul.

I can add this for anyone familiar with HBCUs: He won that position without being a member of any of the fraternities on a campus with very ambitious brothers. And has good relations with all of them and the support of everyone I know in Tallahassee.  Like, I went looking for the disappointment tea back when he was…

I am here to join in applauding the demise of the supremely ironically named Red “Delicious” Apple.

Literally no other high-profile lawyer would take the case pro-bono or at a flat contingency fee? That seems incredible. But accepting that, I think the LA chapter’s case is made by two facts that don’t seem in dispute:

There are a few odd word choices sprinkled in this statement. 

Fuck Ms. Banks & her new song, fuck Mr. Musk, fuck this article.

As terrible as the origin of “Black & Tan” is, I am relieved that for once it isn’t rooted in racism (but of course, still good old-fashioned bigotry).

I’m especially surprised to see this take from Hawke, who has notable contributions in the sci-fi genre, a genre that is often dismissed out of hand with the same high-handed justifications.

I’m there for it. I think Nic has crawled out of his own ass after getting humbled in season 2 being so scattered and underwhelming. That being said, people overpraised s1 (the resolution was bunk) and overcriticized s2 (there was a good story in there, just buried under meandering bullshit).

Alright! So this review coincided with me having given the show a chance.

I’m unbothered. This wasn’t the actual forum of spectacle tasked with the expectation of properly honoring Aretha. They’ve got this covered, I’m sure.

So I’m imagining the Dolphins locker room that had this guy, Jonathan Martin, and one of the Pouncey twins. 

I now want a reality show where someone infiltrates the compound and the crew films their attempts to stay undetected by musk for as long as possible, sustaining off the pantries and fridges, moving between mansions to remain undetected by the help.

Retreating into pedantry and sarcasm, then. Fair enough. 

No not really, and I don’t have to choose as the range of human emotion encompasses more than a dichotomy of celebrating/not-celebrating. I choose something akin to “yup.”

Now, you can introduce all sorts of variables into the scenario to question that response but that’s pointless since 1. I didn’t say the…