To be fair, Raisinets are pretty good. But your story was better.

Jezebel. Not shocked.

I know.

Nothing else really works.

Stars for making me laugh out loud, like any time anyone anywhere ever says ‘Asking for a friend.’ Low standards, that’s me.

The world needs Bonnie Prince Billy to make lots more music.

Regardless of any of the serious stuff discussed here, I’m curious about when Emma Thompson turned in Meredith Baxter-Birney and what kind of occult arts were involved.

It’s stories like this that make the internet worth having.

Yesterday I was having drinks with a friend, and he said ‘You know which author I really love? Jonathan Franzen!’

Your post is poetic.

I sure do hear you.

If I see a new movie at all, it’s not so thought-out that I pick according to which actress is in it. It’s more like “Wait, we have a babysitter?! What’s playing? Who cares, let’s go!”

I feel like I want to not like them but they’re both pretty good. What they do have in common is that they sometimes radiate ACTTTTING!

agree to disagree

Was her restaurant good? I kind of dislike her recipes, which always seem really meat-substitutey. But I wouldn’t be surprised if her restaurant was good.

So this is just my opinion, based on my experience. Disclaimer: never been in India.

I don’t want to live in a world that outlaws booger stories.

I hear you.

Really? I kind of liked God Emperor of Dune, and everything afterwards was so meh for me. But I did read all those like 20 years ago, if not more.

Just finished Hilary Mantel’s Beyond Black, and now reading her memoir Eight Months on Ghazzah Street. Both highly recommended - Beyond Black is kind of perfect.