Imagine how terrible of a driver you have to be to 1) react to a biker kicking your car at highway speeds, 2) try to engage a retaliatory attempt to take the biker out, and 3) to then lose control of the vehicle over something that was so inconsequential and not worth reacting to.

It’s wonderful exercise unless of course, you have a dog* that, after a quarter mile, thinks he’s walked far enough thankyouverymuch and because he weighs 90 pounds, is almost impossible to carry home...

Garfield wrote a mini-opera about how much he hates Mondays.

DJ Khaled.... why is this one-man Cringe Factory even a thing?

If you need an app to meditate other than a simple timer, you’re doing it wrong.

Fucking Millennials.

With a degree.

Isn’t Lorde too old at this point to change careers?

and, benefit of the doubt, living amongst ppl who don’t share your accent influences the way you talk QUICK. I lost my midwestern accent within a year of attending college with almost no one from the midwest. They mocked my vowel sounds and by thanksgiving, my friends from home were all “why are you talking funny?” …

The Julian Rosefeldt installation, yes? It is precisely 13 kinds of genius.

Miss Fisher is my everything icon

Let’s make this a thing.

If we’re trolling the Essie Davis filmography for gay icons, I’d think Miss Phryne Fisher with her lesbian best friend and frequent pro-gay situations would be more obvious -and more fabulous - but I liked The Babadook, too.

The Russification of America continues apace...