d 11 in idea barrages

If someone is eating a sundae on Twitch and you send them money to do it, even though they don’t know you in any meaningful way, that right there is an ice cream para-social.

BOSOM BUDDIES was so weirdly interesting that for one brief moment in history, the world was able to tolerate hearing a Billy Joel song.

Why call them “hash browns” when you could call them “carbcakes”?

I was never into that “I DON’T GET MAD, I GET EVEN!” thing. I’ve always been more of a “I DON’T GET MAD, I GET REAL SAD!” It’s not the HEALTHIEST thing in the world but it’s less harmful than anger!

Stay for all the credits, not hoping for Tie-In Teaser #578, but to honor all overworked underpaid below-the-line folks who gave up months or years to make one of those holy shared hallucinations actually happen. The folks you could actually name always do the least of the work.

Having a panic attack is, basically “I don’t get mad, I get heavin’ ” if you think about it.

The best way, the truest most important way, you can honour those who died at war is to work toward no one ever having to make that awful sacrifice again. So let us call it Armistice Day again, that’s the greatest memorial we could ever give Veterans, ending war.

Imagine, there’s a judge out there, trying to say helping people out deal with the burden of predatory student loans is unconstitutional. Roll that round in your head a bit & you understand the true agenda of these awful people. There’s no point other than your suffering to them.