For reasons that are not that important: I now wear my wedding ring on my right hand (as does husband). Tonight at a bar, random dude I was (I thought) having a pleasant convo with: "why are you hiding your wedding band? Is this a trick??!" It didn't escalate, but JFC guys, what the actual fuck.
I'll tell you, if a woman who cared about sports had written this, it would have been taken as evidence that she didn't understand sports.
Large dog hanging his enormous noggin over the edge of the coffee table, tongue hanging out, looking happy.
Glorious mastiff Pyrenees mix standing on a slope of rocks in the woods, looking majestic and derpy both.
Beige mastiff Pyrenees mix smiling, exuding pure love and maybe hoping for a milkbone.
Lost him three weeks and one day ago. Really miss him. Our beloved Mr. Man, Silas.
@sampotts.bsky.social just now, while watching Celtics-Spurs miss 6 3-pointers in a row and lamenting this new era of Not Passing: "I don't know if you could tell, but these kids are ON MY LAWN."
Hello good folks of Bluesky! Might you have Knoxville food/drink recommendations? We are visiting a dear friend there at the end of May. Other suggestions for activities welcome! Dollywood is sadly not in the cards this trip; JC Holdway definitely is.
“Don’t ever be the first to stop applauding.”
-- Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, writing about the unfortunate director of the local paper factory
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I have never been more ready for a thing, minus one thing, in 2026.
I guess the trade off for losing an hour of sleep this morning was getting to open all of our doors (for longer than a burp!) to herald in False Spring.
When I was a teenager, my mom and I were shopping in a vintage clothing store on Melrose Blvd. Store owner was telling her assistant in French that she should keep an eye on us as possible shoplifters. Mom grabbed my hand and as we walked out she whisper-yelled a bunch of curses in French at them.
Amidst everything else going on [waves arms around], thanks to Instagram I now know what soaking and also shaking the bed mean, in the Mormon parlance, and I just need to walk into the woods with a book or three and not come back for a while.
My therapist, normally a pretty private person, told me today she'd recently been listening to Geese. "They're 23, so young! Maybe that will help you feel more alive too!"
The Simon And Garfunkel 'Sounds Of Silence ' album cover except they're being chased by a Cylon from Battlestar Galactica.
Simon And Garfunkel next. #totp
Oh yeah, it's in the Dad Movie Hall of Fame!
Last night the guys on my husband's ice hockey team in the 50+ beer league had never heard of The Pitt but half of them spontaneously went into rapturous discussion on the choreography of the fight scene in The Quiet Man (1952).
Senate comity is going to destroy our country. These people are all in a little club together, and they care more about each other than they care about the people they serve.
Democrats may not be able to prevent Mullin's confirmation, but they can certainly turn his track record of offense and stupidity into two days of televised humiliation so spectacular that he is wounded in Trump's eyes from day 1. That is the job.
This is what heroin must feel like
I'm legit tearing up just remembering the Frank scenes in that Chicago high rise. I didn't know pandemic-me needed that show as much as I did.
One was a math teacher and the other (who passed away when my dad was very young) was known for a time as the Playboy of north Vietnam, which I'm going to assume was very much A Living.
Hey, remember how we let a nazi near-trillionaire annihilate the US state capacity? I know it was a whole year ago, but it turns out that this has consequences beyond "murdering 14 million people by ending USAID" (which apparently no one cared about).
Everything is absolute shit, but at least we live in a world where we can marvel at the Rosalia ft. Bjork performance of Berghain on repeat. (You're likely gonna hit repeat many times over.) Very cathartic, every mood all at once.
I also recently found my perfect skin cream and now wonder if I need to find a toddler to make sure it passes the old makeup smell test!
Mom, come pick me up, the best lack all conviction and the worst are full of passionate intensity.
Photo of RFK Jr with the headline "The Golden Bachelor is coming back"
Photo of prisoners inside CECOT with the headline "The Refs are not Trying to Screw You"
I've seen these gems on Feedly
Was gonna say: please do come by the next time Swedish Grief Meatballs transpire!
Thank you, old friend. ❤️💔❤️
At the stage of dog grief where one makes 80+ Swedish meatballs, and look, I want to make space for wherever the grief takes me, but this is madness. Eighty meatballs! Also I miss our dog.
"The Islamists oppose women getting an education," I mutter, as I aim my missile at the girls school
folks we’re going to see some wild litigation between the world’s worst people
