“Bob’s Burgers” has been my happy place since election day — I have been mainlining episodes when things get rough. Netflix took most of the seasons off this past week, and I am kind of ashamed of how hard it’s been for me.

They distract me and annoy me in English-language stuff — but if I were sharing a theater with hearing impaired people, of course I’d deal with it. Because I meet the bare minimal standards of being a civilized human being living in a society.

Didn’t even know this was a thing — we were never offered one, thank jeebus. I did have to run interference with the hospital photographer in terms of props (no tiaras or bows), but she was amenable.

I am amazed at how much of this stuff is not codified into law, and how we have just been functioning on the honor system.

I may have yelled the other day, “Geez, Elmo. Why do you have to insert yourself into everything? NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU!!” while my toddler was watching. But man, she loves him. She loves Cookie Monster and Ernie too, but Elmo is tops.

I am so disappointed with the reimagining of the ball gown (as I was with the live-action “Cinderella”). In the original movie, it’s gold and voluminous and grown up. Here it looks like any flimsy yellow Belle costume you could just go out and buy at your local Disney — oh.

I used to live in this neighborhood — it’s super diverse and liberal (rainbow-flags-on-churches liberal). Washington University is nearby. As someone who grew up in the Midwest, I hate these kinds of generalizations. Most metropolitan areas, even in red states, are pretty blue.

But they will still blame Obama, Hillary, the Democrats . . . just like Obama is being blamed for the failed mission in Yemen. And their supporters will eat. it. up.

“Nazi clown car” is the perfect description! For shits and giggles, I was clicking around on WhiteHouse.gov last night — some content is left over from the Obama administration, whatever content in there seems to be written by fascist 5th grader and some links (like the one for “The President”) go to dead pages. Yup,…

See?! We *can* all agree on something. :-p

This is how you do it.

Really? Ugh. I am so sorry to hear that. I wish there had been more diversity at the Austin march, but I did see “Black Lives Matter” signs and one specifically — a little girl in a stroller with a sign that said “My Life Matters” — really got to me.

See you there!

Oh, he definitely doesn’t realize that a president has to work on weekends. Or holidays. Or through late nights/early mornings. Or during rare astronomical events.

Did you happen to catch this story in “Vanity Fair”? Trump is talking about signing legislation and he says, “Day one—which I will consider to be Monday as opposed to Friday or Saturday. Right? I mean my day one is gonna be Monday because I don’t want to be signing and get it mixed up with lots of celebration.”

Me too! I’d go back and reread those sections all the time.

I can’t believe our bar has now been lowered to “Hey — at least the Trump administration didn’t nuke Europe!”. God grant me the confidence of a mediocre white man.

We’ve got them in the suburbs of Austin, unfortunately. And yard signs.

My little one also will cry-it-out almost to the point of vomiting. And it’s a bear to calm her back down after she has worked herself up so much — like, we’re signing on for another hour plus of being awake with her. Seriously, kids and parents are all individuals and every family is different. You need to save your…

Oh man, I totally sympathize. See my post above — my daughter is the exact same way. Sigh.