in all the discussion (and sometimes tokenizing) of Portland protests being a creative spectacle that neutralizes law enforcement, don’t overlook:

the one time I left autocomplete on in iMessage and had to see my phone’s suggestions for what to say in a sext I was trying to write is quite possibly the most I’ve ever been turned off by anything but I guess that’s now the product on which the entire US economy hinges so that’s cool

I was embarrassingly old before I understood this: Go meet people in your town or neighborhood. Join a book club. Join a church. Become a regular at a bar or coffee shop. At some point, someone will need help. Help them.

there is, without exaggeration, not one year since Voodoo came out in which it wouldn’t have been the best album of that year had it come out in that year. god what a fucking loss.

I'll go to my grave saying D'Angelo is the most underrated artist of his generation and for all the love Black Messiah got, it's even better than advertised.

this provides a good lead-in to another one of mine: Against the Day is Pynchon’s best novel

oh I love this

I don’t think a long book is even primarily about plot, or character, or any of the patterned information on its pages. A long book is practicing over time a way of being in the world. Reading even a very good summary is not the same as giving over some portion of your own life to that practice.

the anxiety of time passing is one of the materials out of which the novel is built, or should be

it’s good when novels are huge and long and even occasionally boring, it’s fundamentally a durational form

Alright, the people have spoken, let’s bring THE MONTH OF DICK read-along of Moby Dick back on January 1, 2026!

We still need to work out some logistics (new feed? new emoji?), but it will happen!

But get ready! Get that fancy edition, stockpile your memes, start your whale dimensions tattoo… 🐋

as I just said over text to a friend, I’ve been trying to be her since I was old enough to try to be anybody

(not Manhattan, unfortunately, Manhattan is just gross, which is a real shame bc the three and a half minutes or whatever that Meryl Streep is in that movie is far and away my favorite thing Meryl Streep’s ever done)

I endorse this with my whole heart and I also think, at least for this one weekend, we can all agree that Love & Death and Interiors (and, sure, Annie Hall) are Diane Keaton movies and you can watch them bc what’s brilliant about those movies, which is a lot, is overwhelmingly bc of her

they’re also just one year apart in age. I’m doing. uh. fine, right now.

my mom, btw, a woman so comprehensively invented by Diane Keaton that she gets huffy at anyone who tells her she reminds them of Diane Keaton, which is to say every person who’s met her since the 1970s, in the exact way a Diane Keaton character would if you told her she reminded you of Diane Keaton

I’m visiting my mom and it’s 10:30pm here which means the only way available to me to watch Reds is on my phone which I guess means I’m gonna watch Reds on my phone at 10:30pm, now

every single dem should be taking notes. this is how you message around trans issues

(of note: i believe he is the only cis candidate for office to have trans people consult on his lgtbq+ policy platform)

jk jk jk this is honestly a great win (so was Ernaux obviously but I have to assume you already know I feel that way)

what’s nice is that the exact same bisexual gf/straight bf exes who texted each other when Ernaux won a few years ago are texting each other again today

The girlfriend of one of the founders of Antifa.

(my actual real-heads-only Dylan takes are so annoying that I didn’t tell my husband any of them until after we were married)

sorry to be that asshole who brings up a total real-heads-only deep cut, but: Blonde on Blonde

anyway somebody please let me write a big essay about being driven so mad by living through history that I read all twelve books of A Dance to the Music of Time in like six weeks