“fun” anecdote. When I was doing on-campus interviews for my first law firm job (while still in law school), I had one interview with a woman partner from one of the largest firms in NYC who noticed on my resume that I had been a women’s studies major. She thought she’d “impress” me by telling me all about how…

don’t forget, this administration doesn’t even want to send people back to the “right” country. It actually wants to just ship everyone to Mexico and let Mexico sort everything out. Because...what’s the difference, right?

the latest nook is waterproof. Not that anyone buys nooks anymore, but FYI.

I’m an e-reader convert as well. I had to move to Italy for work before they were a thing, and I literally shipped an entire bankers box full of paperbacks over so that I’d have stuff to read while I was over there. And then I discovered the various english-language bookstores and ended up buying more books on top…

I’ll just say this - there are...methods...to deal with such things. google is your friend in such circumstances.

That’s all well and good for clothes that are slim cut. There’s zero excuse for my loose/flowy/potato-sack shaped dresses that still have no pockets.

Do you know what is actually worse than no pockets? I have pants that have FAKE pockets. As in, they look like they have pockets, but they are sewn shut, and if you were to open the seam up (like you would on many actual pockets than are just sewn shut for shipping), there’s NO POCKET there - it’s just a big hole. …

Back when I was a women’s studies major in the dark ages of th 1990s, we were constantly getting threats to cut our funding and whatnot. One of the common refrains, of course, was “there’s no men’s studies!”

I’m also fairly confident that most human children wouldn’t eat your face off if you died, whereas not only would my cat do this, I’m pretty sure she’s been trying when I go to sleep at night even though I’m not actually dead yet.

Yeah - Pat LaFrieda is pretty famous in the city for the quality of the steaks/meat he provides. They’re either completely effing up the preparation, or they’re actually buying sub-par meat and wrongly using PL’s name on the menu. Or both.

Trying to figure out a way to shorten this for twitter.

well also, she just spent the past several years getting shit on from all sides for actually trying to pass rules to implement Dodd-Frank, and now Cheeto Hitler has come riding in on a promise to tear apart the whole damn thing. So she’s probably just ready to jump out a window.

It was probably that, given that Keepin’ it 1600 is one of the 800 election-related podcasts that I do listen to.

Even taking pure politics out of it, I was listening to *something* (honestly can’t remember) the other day, and the speaker was talking about what if in, say, 2020 the Dems actually nominated Kanye. I mean, he makes interesting music, but he’s wholly unqualified to be president of the united states, right? would…

I’ll tell you who. the asshole who sat next to me and coughed FOR THE ENTIRE FUCKING FLIGHT when I went to iceland this summer.

Has anyone watched video of trump from, say, 20-25 years ago? He was just as much of a racist/sexist/narcissistic pig back then, but he...talked in complete sentences and was generally coherent and (dare I say it) articulate. I saw a few clips, particularly from the Frontline episode “the Choice” a few weeks ago, and…

I’ll say this. I worked as a (corporate) lawyer in Italy for about a year a decade ago. while this guy “thinks” people in America were drawing bison on walls (I’ll leave that dispute to others to argue with), at least *our* legal system has evolved beyond the dark ages.

I was seriously just yelling at my TV every time he came on with his gender essentialist bullshit that somehow became more important than actual facts like DNA. And his fucking pipe, because he was obsessed with Sherlock Holmes. Speaking Holmes, he was so invested in “playing the part” of some deep-thinking…

yep - I noted this to Anil Dash on twitter this morning. the only thing this did was make it absolutely impossible to find any of your friends (when phone books were the way you actually found people) because there were 40 goddamn “M. Joneses” listed. When I got my own line, I forced them (there’s nothing like a 16…

yeah - he was probably thinking “my goddamn car broke down and they pulled their fucking guns on me?”