Good job, Sherlock.
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He usually does.
I usually get a little droopy for a day or two after my flu vaccination. But I volunteer with elders, so I *guess* it’s an okay price to pay for not killing one of my lovely seniors with the flu. But then, I am not a selfish asshole, so YMMV.
Oh my god! I just pointed out to my husband that Evernote is racist, too. I have a notebook labeled “Monkeys” because I really like monkeys. Evernote, when you clip something with their Chrome tool, automatically guesses which notebook you might want to put it in. When I clipped something about how to volunteer to…
EXACTLY what I was going to point out. On point, Michelle, as always.
Hah, our CTO says that all the time. He despairs of young programmers who only want to code in the Language Of The Moment.
My startup, where I regularly slept on the floor under my desk so I wouldn’t get too comfortable and would get just a few hours sleep before I got up and worked more, docked my final paycheck because I’d “taken too much vacation” sitting at the side of my dying mother and then planning and attending her memorial…
When I was a sophomore I had a roommate from Rwanda. A couple of days after her fresh arrival in the US she said, “Oh, that’s right, white and black people don’t get along here.” I can’t tell you how this comment gob-smacked me, because the obvious implication was that while America’s deep racial animus feels like a…
Wow. I wish I’d seen this. I’ve got so much. Probably the best was the time I got hired to work for a company and realized on day 2-ish that the entire thing was a gigantic fraud designed to suck money out of an unsophisticated investor so the CEO could swan around the world to conventions and speaking engagements,…
Yes, I got ghosted by a friend, as well, someone I saw regularly, had gone on vacation with, gone to his wedding, etc. We were actually in the middle of making dinner plans by email and he just... went away. It really upset me for a long time.
I went to dinner with my grandpa every week at the same restaurant, and he always started dinner by asking mischievously, “Do you think I should get a screwdriver?” “Why not?” I’d say. “I’m driving!” Then he got fried oysters with a glass of house white, and a dish of vanilla ice cream for desert. Same thing, every…
That’s not even where a bear’s vagina is... and a bear doesn’t have labia. If there is an outrage here it is that.
Ah, then I was right!
I fully believe it.
Richard Feynman! His autobiography is awesome, especially because it was dictated while he smoked pot and played bongos.
The scene where they all go into town and end up hooked on heroin remains one of my favorite comedic scenes of all time. Right up there with Borat’s naked wrestling and the puppet sex from Team America.
Eh, I think this kid is actually pretty cool and unique.
Way to use a tragedy to make a political point. Why don’t we let those involved mourn and process before we start grabbing kettlebells out of the hands of law-abiding citizens?
Done. =)
This baffling paradox has always delighted me.