I loved that smile! I loved the fact that she’s delighted to do battle again, and Lex’s 1918 photo of her really evoked a “Captain America” feeling in me, which is a compliment.

Seriously, this is by no means the gayest scene in Steven Universe. Did they not see the Sugilite or Sardonyx fusions?!

Okay, well, I’m done talking to you about this.

How do you know? You actually do not know that. Volunteer efforts very likely contributed to this, yes, but I find it extremely hard to believe that none of the convention budget went to that.

Then these low-budget, poorly-planned conventions should only charge disabled attendees for the portions of the event they are physically able to access, and not a penny more. It’s dishonest to take their money without also providing a means for them to get what they’re paying for.

Accessibility is the law. I would expect that any money I spend on event tickets sales would go toward ensuring that people who pay to get in or are asked to attend are able to either get their money’s worth or effectively make the appearance they’ve been asked to make.

Disabled fans are paying fans, just like anyone else. Disabled guests are guests who are asked to be there.

I love it when Clyde is an ambulance.

I’ve commissioned at least half of The Book of Night with Moon. I’m so excited I can’t stand it.

Ed! Ed was the best.

This is my mom’s cat Reggie impersonating Grumpy Cat.

Cats are typically pretty good at wrapping themselves in toilet paper.

Doesn’t this op-ed basically go against your policy of no poop/vomit stories? Because Cohen’s pretentious “Occasionally I like to punish” word salad was basically poop and vomit.

Did you tell her she could “return” it to the nearest dumpster if it didn’t work?

You’re one of them, aren’t you.

When I worked at a restaurant, the owner decided “to hell with pennies” and used the option of the billing software to round the totals up or down to the nearest $0.05. It would round up $0.02 at most. AT MOST.

In my family setting, chips and dip means potato chips and the disgusting tub of onion dip that everyone likes but me. Chips and salsa is chips and salsa.

Just buy one and use a replicator wand to make more.

The server’s response was perfect. “That would be a puddle of cheese.”