*gently pushes boneless buffalo wing into your mouth*

You know what I’m most looking forward to? It’s years from now (hopefully not too many!) when there’s a Democrat in the Oval Office, and these various departments are returning to something resembling normalcy, and the globally-respected scientist who is named to lead the EPA can’t get anything done because the GOP…

Even the snowball-in-Congress motherfucker FROM PRUITT’S OWN STATE is like “Hey, maybe this guy is kind of corrupt?”

Pletnyova white fish in the sea.

“It was this long. No, really. And he had the body of of a Greek god ... the mind of a scholar. But I told myself ‘Nyet Tamara, NYET!’ I may be a woman in power, but I am still Russian woman.’”

And yet...

Before the comment section fills up with the usual tedious reactions to any Deadspin cycling piece, I want to express how much this post reminded me of the thrill of watching Pantani in his prime. The doping revelations were a definite kick in the nuts (his along with all the rest), but man was he fun to watch.

So you’re asking me to feed a troll? Why would I want to ungrey him, or you for that matter, and let you pollute the comment section with your bullshit? 

Dear troll, I know you take pride in being a racist. Too bad you don’t take as much pride in your intelligence. Here is the actual definition of the word colonize for you.

We like to think it’s a relic because otherwise it would be really embarrassing to be loosely associated with those pieces of bird shit and then we’d actually have to do something about it as human beings. Being naive is a lot easier.

Sometimes the river is high. Sometimes the river is low. The river is never dry.

I routinely hear White folks talking about racism as if it’s a bygone relic of the Civil Rights era. Others will often feign surprise that racism still exist when videos like this come out.

Okay - but a jackhammer might work on the holly, right? And yes, I know what you mean: some moron put landscape fabric in my back without digging out the shrubs they had cut down. The roots all wove themselves through the fabric trying to make it back to the surface. They did all eventually die from being sprayed with…

The description of a good plant reads remarkably like the description of a good partner: reliable, able to withstand my incompetence, alive.

Sega Saturn was my first big system release working at Babbages. We had been told the night before that the release was going to be the next day and go overtime to stay late that night to accept a late night delivery of the stuff and stage the store for sales the next day. We got banners and end caps and all sorts of…

Paging Jame Gumb.

Somewhere, Tom Price is saying “I quit my job as head of HHS over some fucking airline flights?!?!?”