I don’t believe Isha Aran is a real person.

In 2016 a woman sitting down the right field line with a full tray stacked full of food and beer- probably $100 worth at ATT Park in San Francisco prices- deliberately extended the tray to place it directly beneath a foul ball hit her way. It was a perfect bullseye. Everything on the tray somersaulted twice before…

Round here we call that a “quadruple.”

Whoa whoa whoa there

Are you one of them

“Well, we still have 2016.”

Do you call the Score, perhaps between 1 and 6 pm?

All is right again

I believe it translates as “The Nina.”

No actual White Sox fans claim to be Cubs fans. They are fans of whoever plays the Cubs.

“according to the Chicagoans Cubs fans on my Facebook feed” 

Hence the use of ‘ultimately’

stayin aliiiiiiiiiiive

Oh, the fans are there, they just came dressed as empty seats.

Michael,

oh my god shut up

I mean, San Junipero is “Happy” but it’s still freakishly dark when you actually think about that ending. Both characters are dead. One of them decided to give up their convictions and live forever. It’s really disturbing and human and that’s what makes it so strong.

Frankly I thought the ending was kinda terrifying for some reason. In the future you’ll be a little lightbulb warehoused somewhere living out this fake reality.

you’re gonna get a bunch of 90s trip-hop fans with your little blog about Portis head hits

Did you only read half that sentence? The key part that you didn’t quote: “It’s not just his actual magical powers to raise the dead that break the lore.”