"If our governments are going to take away all my rights, criminalize the existence of my friends, and continue to do nothing about the environment while activating the war-mongering machine, the LEAST you could do is give us a little legal cannabis." Damn straight!
The unjust persecution of cannabis 'offenders' basically ruined much of my life - without a doubt, ruined it financially. My life is much, MUCH harder, nearly miserable without marijuana. Years later after being thoroughly persecuted, I qualified for three of the criteria for Medical Cannabis and it was prescribed to me...a sad irony?
First, fiber is very, very important. You have to balance the gummies with something to keep things moving. Now there is a solid business idea - fiber gummies with THC in them. One of the hardest things about getting older is taking so many supplements, so the more combos the better.
Frankly, I was not following Brittney and Justin because I was busy and older than the demographic. But I do remember a pretty epic spat between two of my nieces and my nephew about NSYNC and the Backstreet Boys. Also, I lived in Seattle, and was in the throes of the grunge scene. In Utero was released 30 gotdamn years ago. No wonder I need fiber.
I am forever grateful to Sarah Marshall for her relentless pursuit of truth when it comes to the Bimbo and how women are constantly vilified and scapegoated for existing in proximity to horrible men who do terrible things. The more things change, the more they stay the same. *cough* Amber Heard *cough*
Did you hear Mike Johnson say that his wife couldn't be in attendance for his ascension to House Speaker because 'she’s spent the last couple of weeks on her knees in prayer to the Lord. And, um, she’s a little worn out' C'MON!
It's not like if you're Mike Johnson's wife you've got any better reasons to get on your knees.
Just waiting for the news to break that in fact he prefers young men for that, not because there is anything wrong with anyone doing anything on their knees with anybody, but it does seem to be the most virulently homophobic, Christian White guys who are most likely to be closeted.
To be fair, we don’t know what she was praying for. After my first-ever Al-Anon meeting, I called a buddy who had many years in AA. I was panicking over all the god talk and some reading about getting on your knees to pray. He just laughed at my newbie fears. He said, I’m Jewish and Jews don’t get on their knees for anyone. Don’t worry about the god talk, after a while it just feels like meditation. He wasn’t religious but made 12-step work anyway. So maybe Johnson’s wife is working her own private program. I hope so. Lord knows she must need one.
It's the disconnect for me. I acknowledge that I'm old enough to get it and I'm cool with being older, but it just doesn't feel like it could be a 26 year old reference when it was at most 7 or 8 years ago that The Freshman was on the radio every hour.
Don’t tell anyone but licorice *is* yucky and yet there is no escaping it in Sweden. Finns love it even more. They like it salty, they like it sweet, they like it salty-sweet. You can get it in candy and ice cream. You can also buy a container of powdered licorice for all of your licorice-related baking needs.
if you watch 'annika' on PBS, you will note that she likes to hand out salted licorice, much to the dismay of her colleagues. i can't even imagine. yuck, indeed.
When I first visited Amsterdam I had salty licorice for the first time... I was amazed! Finally a candy I liked! I brought some back to share with folks at home, but nobody else seemed to share my enthusiasm.
I am genuinely happy for you. What a dull world if we were forced to like or dislike all the same things. When I visit the US, I always bring one friend a licorice care package. It is her very favorite thing. Will just note that Swedes are into rhubarb in ways I have not seen in the US. Rhubarb ice cream is a thing here. Zero strawberry in the mix. I like it! The chips here are pretty boring.
Or you can just tear the heads off the Peeps when they're fresh and stick them all on a single body so you have a tiny Peep Cerberus which you can put on the corner of your desk to harden and never rot.
Legal weed is the best weed. There, I said it. As for everything else--shaking my head and backing away rapidly from the dingii and trying to make myself big enough to take in the rest.
Mike Johnson... proof positive that failing up is a trajectory. Just slap a haircut on a dude and send him to law school. He's totally That Guy who had too many firecrackers for every occasion as a kid and rode the school bus, even as a senior in high school. His mom must be relieved (to use one word). The rest of us, whew, not so much.
Lyz, thank you for shouting out Debt Collective and their latest good deed at Morehouse. No more creepy billionaires to the "rescue" please, just give us little people a chance and stop making it worse, Sallie Mae. Seriously. We've asked nicely more than once.
And to be clear, as a fan of all expressions of public transit, I am not school-bus-shaming Mr Johnson or anyone. My intention was to call out his utter absence of non-imaginary HS friends who (if Mike didn't have a car, and no shame there, either) would have given him a ride like non-imaginary HS friends do. I was a party in the second part beneficiary to that my senior year, for the record. Funny how the people who get into politics tend to be lacking people skills.
I stand by my Debt Collective enthusiasm and Sallie Mae hate as originally written. Thank you.
'The wasp larva sits tight inside the body of its host until the caterpillar is almost fully grown.
'At that point, the wasp puts on a growth spurt. It eats the entire contents of the caterpillar's body and spins its own tough cocoon to pupate in, before emerging as another adult wasp.'
Excellent dingii, thank you! Recently I discovered that the world's most collected ballad is also maybe a story of the first public negging. Negging is probably the wrong word but read the lyrics and you will get my drift. But first, see how popular this song is!
There are many many many versions. But all the versions feature 1. a dude unknown to Barbara Allen; 2. the stranger demanding Barbara Allen's love; 3. misogyny. I grew up singing this a tiny bit with my mom and did not know many of the lyrics. Then I checked them out recently and whoa! Is it weird that the lyrics make me so sad? Reader, they do.
This week in drinking: About a month ago, at the afterparty where I had the ginger-infused old fashioneds, I met a witch who told me about the whiskey tasting club she belonged to, and I was like, “oh, THAT sounds last fun.” So last night I ended up with about twenty other folks in a conference room in a midtown office, where a guy from The Dalmore shared eight or nine different scotches. I lost count, as I was too busy remembering my favorites, the cigar malt and the 18-year.
It’s almost as if they were thinking, “Oh we’ll get a guy with glasses. No one hits a guy with glasses on!”
No, we hit him in the balls.
Thanks for the literal LOL. I needed it!
"If our governments are going to take away all my rights, criminalize the existence of my friends, and continue to do nothing about the environment while activating the war-mongering machine, the LEAST you could do is give us a little legal cannabis." Damn straight!
🌱🌱🌱🌱🌱
Thank you Jerry! Thank you lyz!
The unjust persecution of cannabis 'offenders' basically ruined much of my life - without a doubt, ruined it financially. My life is much, MUCH harder, nearly miserable without marijuana. Years later after being thoroughly persecuted, I qualified for three of the criteria for Medical Cannabis and it was prescribed to me...a sad irony?
First, fiber is very, very important. You have to balance the gummies with something to keep things moving. Now there is a solid business idea - fiber gummies with THC in them. One of the hardest things about getting older is taking so many supplements, so the more combos the better.
Frankly, I was not following Brittney and Justin because I was busy and older than the demographic. But I do remember a pretty epic spat between two of my nieces and my nephew about NSYNC and the Backstreet Boys. Also, I lived in Seattle, and was in the throes of the grunge scene. In Utero was released 30 gotdamn years ago. No wonder I need fiber.
I know that Conan isn't for everyone, but I really like his podcast and last week's episode with Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic, and Steve Albini talking about the production of In Utero might be something you'd enjoy - https://teamcoco.com/podcasts/conan-obrien-needs-a-friend/episodes/dave-grohl-krist-novoselic-and-in-utero-producer-steve-albini
Just listened to it last night. Dave Grohl is pretty funny.
Mike Johnson is also a young earth creationist! As a geologist I just can't with that.
Hi from a former fluvial geomorphologist!
Omffffg
I am forever grateful to Sarah Marshall for her relentless pursuit of truth when it comes to the Bimbo and how women are constantly vilified and scapegoated for existing in proximity to horrible men who do terrible things. The more things change, the more they stay the same. *cough* Amber Heard *cough*
Did you hear Mike Johnson say that his wife couldn't be in attendance for his ascension to House Speaker because 'she’s spent the last couple of weeks on her knees in prayer to the Lord. And, um, she’s a little worn out' C'MON!
It's not like if you're Mike Johnson's wife you've got any better reasons to get on your knees.
Just waiting for the news to break that in fact he prefers young men for that, not because there is anything wrong with anyone doing anything on their knees with anybody, but it does seem to be the most virulently homophobic, Christian White guys who are most likely to be closeted.
Right? Deflection is real, just as real as self-loathing. Those Speaker spouses should form a support group.
Must admit this was the very first thing that occurred to me when I was made aware of his presence this past week
To be fair, we don’t know what she was praying for. After my first-ever Al-Anon meeting, I called a buddy who had many years in AA. I was panicking over all the god talk and some reading about getting on your knees to pray. He just laughed at my newbie fears. He said, I’m Jewish and Jews don’t get on their knees for anyone. Don’t worry about the god talk, after a while it just feels like meditation. He wasn’t religious but made 12-step work anyway. So maybe Johnson’s wife is working her own private program. I hope so. Lord knows she must need one.
I got the Verve Pipe reference, and I’m not sure how I feel about being that old.
It's the disconnect for me. I acknowledge that I'm old enough to get it and I'm cool with being older, but it just doesn't feel like it could be a 26 year old reference when it was at most 7 or 8 years ago that The Freshman was on the radio every hour.
Literally. Every. Hour.
Some part of me will always be 21 drinking Blue Moon at a bar while this song plays and I feel a deep and unearned sense of ennui
Same. Like, what kind of fiber? How much?
I'm here to stand up for circus peanuts. They are not the best but they are definitely not the worst. Licorice is the worst.
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Don’t tell anyone but licorice *is* yucky and yet there is no escaping it in Sweden. Finns love it even more. They like it salty, they like it sweet, they like it salty-sweet. You can get it in candy and ice cream. You can also buy a container of powdered licorice for all of your licorice-related baking needs.
if you watch 'annika' on PBS, you will note that she likes to hand out salted licorice, much to the dismay of her colleagues. i can't even imagine. yuck, indeed.
When I first visited Amsterdam I had salty licorice for the first time... I was amazed! Finally a candy I liked! I brought some back to share with folks at home, but nobody else seemed to share my enthusiasm.
I am genuinely happy for you. What a dull world if we were forced to like or dislike all the same things. When I visit the US, I always bring one friend a licorice care package. It is her very favorite thing. Will just note that Swedes are into rhubarb in ways I have not seen in the US. Rhubarb ice cream is a thing here. Zero strawberry in the mix. I like it! The chips here are pretty boring.
Oh hey, does anyone here prefer stale candy to fresh candy? I haven’t had circus peanuts but I bet they’re better stale IMHO.
Stale Peeps > regular Peeps. Just slice the package open and let it sit on the counter for a couple days to let them firm up.
I think the same is probably true for circus peanuts.
Or you can just tear the heads off the Peeps when they're fresh and stick them all on a single body so you have a tiny Peep Cerberus which you can put on the corner of your desk to harden and never rot.
As a warning to any Peeps approaching the desk.
You shall not pass!
*Chef’s kiss*
Legal weed is the best weed. There, I said it. As for everything else--shaking my head and backing away rapidly from the dingii and trying to make myself big enough to take in the rest.
I was thinking yesterday: how will Lyz pick between JT and Johnson?! Glad you gave them both their due!
Mike Johnson... proof positive that failing up is a trajectory. Just slap a haircut on a dude and send him to law school. He's totally That Guy who had too many firecrackers for every occasion as a kid and rode the school bus, even as a senior in high school. His mom must be relieved (to use one word). The rest of us, whew, not so much.
Lyz, thank you for shouting out Debt Collective and their latest good deed at Morehouse. No more creepy billionaires to the "rescue" please, just give us little people a chance and stop making it worse, Sallie Mae. Seriously. We've asked nicely more than once.
They are doing such good work. More debt relief for everyone
Depending on his height, he was either that guy who turned his class ring around to bonk others on the head or he was the bonkee.
Too right.
And to be clear, as a fan of all expressions of public transit, I am not school-bus-shaming Mr Johnson or anyone. My intention was to call out his utter absence of non-imaginary HS friends who (if Mike didn't have a car, and no shame there, either) would have given him a ride like non-imaginary HS friends do. I was a party in the second part beneficiary to that my senior year, for the record. Funny how the people who get into politics tend to be lacking people skills.
I stand by my Debt Collective enthusiasm and Sallie Mae hate as originally written. Thank you.
I love strange insect facts. Here's one of my favorites:
https://www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/body-snatchers-eaten-alive.html
'The wasp larva sits tight inside the body of its host until the caterpillar is almost fully grown.
'At that point, the wasp puts on a growth spurt. It eats the entire contents of the caterpillar's body and spins its own tough cocoon to pupate in, before emerging as another adult wasp.'
Incredible
Excellent dingii, thank you! Recently I discovered that the world's most collected ballad is also maybe a story of the first public negging. Negging is probably the wrong word but read the lyrics and you will get my drift. But first, see how popular this song is!
https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/articles/5jBl5r50P0zKGJm5nLTpwpq/never-heard-of-barbara-allen-the-worlds-most-collected-ballad-has-been-around-for-450-years
There are many many many versions. But all the versions feature 1. a dude unknown to Barbara Allen; 2. the stranger demanding Barbara Allen's love; 3. misogyny. I grew up singing this a tiny bit with my mom and did not know many of the lyrics. Then I checked them out recently and whoa! Is it weird that the lyrics make me so sad? Reader, they do.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barbara_Allen_(song)
This week in drinking: About a month ago, at the afterparty where I had the ginger-infused old fashioneds, I met a witch who told me about the whiskey tasting club she belonged to, and I was like, “oh, THAT sounds last fun.” So last night I ended up with about twenty other folks in a conference room in a midtown office, where a guy from The Dalmore shared eight or nine different scotches. I lost count, as I was too busy remembering my favorites, the cigar malt and the 18-year.
If there’s an opposite dingus it’s Spencer Ackerman. His newsletter over the past two weeks has been crucial.