I love that album because it was the one that finally made me submit to the fact that I like Spoon This one is still my favorite track though, as it’s the one that first caught my ear:

Was expecting some combo of “she’s basically a hooker because she serves at Hooters, so I couldn’t condone such awfulness” and “don’t like it? Then she should get a Real Job!” in the official excuses.

Yeah, most restaurants, especially chains, require a tipout based on a percentage of the server’s sales that night. Nothing INFURIATED me more than literally having to pay for doing my job because of a table of cheapskates. $2.30 for that hour doesn't make up for it either.

Welcome to the hellacious world of Texas-based Astros fans since moving to a heavily-West Coast division. “Oh, we know you’ve spent the last 50 years playing against all Central & Eastern Time teams, but now, how do baseball games ending past midnight sound to you?”

\o/ PETE HOLT!

The article is great, but what does that lead image of Charles Bukowski have to do with the subject matter?

Nope, that was just early 80s “fashion”. I had an almost identical outfit that my parents dressed me in for church. I hated it even then, as a toddler, and that sentiment hasn’t changed over 30+ years.

I remember being dressed in an incredibly similar outfit as a little girl (I’m talking 3-4 years old) and MY GOD I still recall it being one of the most uncomfortable outfits of my life. Like I was being choked by the itchiest cloth ever. ‘80s church fashion was the worst.

Good man, I beg of you not to besmirch the greatness of Haggis by associating it with such discourteous riff-raff.

Bless Our Glorious Ann (Richards), because she was governor when I was getting core sex-ed as a young Texan teen. Thanks to her efforts to make it as comprehensive as possible back then, I’ve made it to age 35 with no diseases/infections or unexpected pregnancies.

I refuse to move. I love my home state, and if I & my like-minded progressives cede to the right wing’s idiocy then there will be nobody left behind to fight for those who cannot leave. I will stay. I will fight.

“WHO AM I? WHY AM I HERE?”

While not quite the same, I can always depend on one enterprising Girl Scout & her dad to make the rounds at my favorite nearby breweries during their weekend taproom hours. She does damn good business with those of us who are slightly tipsy & ready to snack.

My mom & older sister overruled me on Christmas Night and won the right to choose what television we’d watch that evening. They chose a marathon of “Property Brothers”, something I’d never seen before... and I was nearly bored to tears. It’s somehow even worse than those HGTV flipping shows, just due to its dullness…

I want to be rich and happy, but unfortunately baseball isn't happening for me because I have no sports talent at all. And am in my mid-30s. And a woman. That's not gonna make the MLB cut.

Patton Oswalt’s filibuster is happening!

The nose is absolutely reconstructed. Looking at original Star Wars pics and then shots from the latter 2, his schnoz is definitely a big difference.

Joe Buck announcing such a thing is perfection.

I’m okay with our 2 seasons here (Summer, and Not Summer). Hell, I got to sleep with the window open & it feels perfectly comfy under the duvet at this hour. I’m a lifelong Texan, my body is used to this - hell, if I had any reasonable chance of being able to take 8 months of what I would consider Winter, then I’d…

And that is just fine by me. Sure, the cedar pollen was hellacious, but if I can go out without socks, then my day is made.