Goddammit. It did look uncannily similar, I should have figured. Thanks for the heads up!

The Ordinary was cheap and makes my skin look like my previously idealized version of skin. While I was busy yapping to everyone about TO, the company himself (ha?) was Howard Hughes-ing and acting nasty. The good thing is now one company has put out cheap actives-en-carriers, so hopefully we’ll see more start to…

How long would you follow the directions if $2 million was auto-deposited to your bank accounted the moment “you have arrived at your destination”?

No—but would those hikers have been there in the first place/kept going had they not the motivation of a $2 million prize?

Fair enough! :)

This^

His funereal plans probably unveil the coordinates to the treasure box, and that is how Battle Royale: America starts.

Absolutely. I think both things can be true simultaneously.  

I can’t—“I/my surrogate fetched the treasure, here it is, stop looking for it,” would be an appropriate response from him.

We all live at our own risk, and sometimes willingly engage in behaviors likely to hurt us. I agree we should take responsibility for doing our own risk assessments (“is the fun::fear of bodily harm ratio in my favor here? And do I care if it isn’t?”) whenever possible.

Good god. Fenn has either designed The Most Dangerous Game (intentionally), or his hoax got out of hand and he’s refusing to acknowledge any responsibility for the loss of human life. Fucked up, regardless.

“British dudes, you know?”

Safe in her fortress (and deeply troubled by news of a bread shortage), Rebekah Mercer would like us second-class citizens to eat cake.

I *just* opened Jez after nothing in my kindle library caught my eye—this is perfect timing! Thank you for the suggestion, that sounds great!

Have you been introduced to Dodo Bellacourt?

This ~look~ reminds me of a fun game to play with cats. I call it “NoodleBack”:

It is, yes.

“Not everything needs to be public.”—EXACTLY! I can’t believe I’m about to quote Ashton Kutcher, but he had a profound insight (soundbite?) several years ago, and it’s stuck with me ever since:

Much of what we know about her—and seemingly, much of the source material for this film—came via a 1962 letter from Eunice Kennedy Shriver: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2009/aug/13/rosemary-kennedy-eunice-kennedy-shriver

*record scratch* @ the “forgotten Kennedy”