The only thing that slipped into Luann’s drink that night was her ancient, desiccated tongue.

The baby names these days...smh...Hart, True, Stormi...ugh! While I know names are subjective like everything else, they’re just so trashy to me.

I’ve posted about this before but I don’t know if I said completely that most if not all of my romantic partners have been white men, so I deal with this issue quite a bit.

The Mitt Romney Medal For Conspicuous Woodenness.

That’s the end of the Boy Scouts. It will be interesting to see if the many Christian/evangelical churches that host the local troops will conveniently disown the new Scouts, too.

He’ll be crying himself to sleep tonight on his huge pillow.

TECHNOLOGY!

Norman Reedus is a pretty good painter and photographer. Dennis Hopper was a great photographer. That’s all I got.

Wait. Can’t she just turn into a bat and fly around if she needs to get somewhere quickly?

Totally reminds me of the hugging machine a la Temple Grandin.

Riiight. “Rocket sled”. More like another Swift-Bot 9000 coming off the production line.

I’m crying! God, what does that name even mean? It’s unintelligible but also the most Russell Crowe phrase ever.

Don’t forget the mosquitoes.

Don’t talk about Dogstar like that.

“I dont have time to read a bunch of gay mexican letters.”

And by his “desk” he means: “Put them in the fireplace”.

All the pretty horses > all the toned abs

“Sometimes she’ll leave dirty dishes in the kitchen sink and I just absolutely love a clean kitchen. That’s the area that I probably use the most in the house because I make a lot of food, juices and shakes, so when the kitchen is dirty I get a little frustrated but that’s pretty much it.”

I think this is a mischaracterization of the concerns of the complaining parents. I don’t think most of them would object to bringing in underperforming minority students into their schools if it meant that their white children could remain in their chosen neighborhood school. But because space is limited, roping off…