People don't believe me when I say that this is the big version of that island.

I keep seeing that same plan, but never a timeline. Maybe one day, before I'm dead, I won't feel like I'm playing frogger in my own neighborhood.

He also was a real pissant who was very rarely stable.

It’s really weird how they frame this as something good. Yay, EVs aren’t going to kill more of us, just the same number!

It’s like being happy that the latest serial killer is composting their victims.

What if I have to save someone sinking in quicksand?

I used them to live translate a Spanish church service. I told the priest beforehand.

If you're not an idiot, that speed limiter isn't going to do anything when you're driving.

This doesn’t beat the smartly dressed ‘30s woman on my evening train out of London heading West who took from her bag a crystal glass, a small cutting board, lime & a pocket knife, a gin miniature & a bottle of tonic, and proceeded to top it off with ice from a thermos handled with silver tongs.

Just the right amount of nutty.

I put Christmas Card… on a mix Holiday CD for my family. It’s my favorite Christmas song.

Citibike needs public funding.

I had never read it myself so was just as surprised. But also really pleased, since he’s clearly had some gender fluidity already (e.g. no dresses since age six). We all thought “tomboy”, but here’s something to show you can express yourself however you like.

Like the Pinky & Rex books.

At age 9, my AFAB son had a very strong reaction to the twist at the end of Marvelous Land of Oz. We all should have known then.

Now it's in my head and I must listen to it. Loud.

That is the way.