Wow, I didn’t know Sambos was still around. We had one on my hometown and I remember there being issues with the concepts theme way back in the ‘80s. I thought they were long gone already.

How can you look at that little face and complain?? Dude it’s a puppy on instagram - just enjoy it before the next article about rallies in Tulsa or babies in cages.

It’s even uglier when you don’t have money, emotional empathy from family and friends, beauty and fame. I don’t have anything against Dakota (god, how I loathe that name), but jfc, there’s nothing beautiful about mental illness.

Depression is not beautiful, depression is an ugly bitch.

So no one’s going to post that image huh? Ok, I’ll bite. Whenever I think of them I think of this picture and the bowls full of cigarettes at their wedding.

Tell that to my boss

We have a nice selection of elderly people in our small neighborhood, so I’ve stocked up on rice, beans, pasta, farro, a variety of Aisian noodles, canned vegetables, shelf milk, coconut milk, butter, frozen vegetables, lots of flatbread in the freezer, etc. Made a big pot of collard greens to freeze. Because I think…

I don’t know how their test ended up, but here’s what Mythbusters and research by a professional driving instructor (me) has come up with.

I have nothing against millennials. They are some of the smartest, hardest-working people that I know. Same for the generation behind them. They’re just ahistorical.

This review (from a liberal Jewish online magazine) articulates my feelings about the movie far better than I can:

my takeaway was definitely different.

“Eet eez a stow-ree about sevairal whyat peeple, who have an advonshure of some kind een empecablee fraymed shots, and ees, how you say, incrediblee twee?” ~ plot seenopsees, Fronsh Amazown

To add: historically, I would have to say one of the FOUR pairs of stirrup pants I donned as a tragically unhip teen in the eighties. Between those things giving me a crotch three inches above my knees, the terrible perm choices and my giant secretary glasses--let’s just say that when I saw Barb on Stranger Things it…

I was diagnosed with mets dec 31st last week, after eight years cancer free. I know I should feel sorry for her, but I’m just scared for myself

Don’t forget the perfection of Sam Rockwell’s bad guy, who did the splits with an insouciance not seen in a man since the glory days of screen musicals. He was hot.

Man, Fleabag bowled me over. I am in love with Phoebe Waller-Bridge. Such a fresh, heart-wrenching show. I wish I could watch it again for the first time.

I’m going to leverage your thought leadership when we ideate our next ecosystem disruption. I think a deep dive initiative will help unpack the core competencies needed to move the needle on our deliverables. Hopefully, it will incentivize engagement among key players. I’m out of pocket right now, so I can’t drill…

I mean, how much could a banana cost, ten dollars?

The Lindsay Shoockus story is all about how she went to SoulCycle in Cannes and “was quickly the center of attention”. And somehow everyone knew it was her birthday and made a big fuss.