No fair. I'm still outlining my magnum opus.

The skirt-that-looks-like-the-flannel-shirt-I-found-at-Lollapalooza-'92 is tripping me out.

Why decline all these chances to defend feminism? Because to participate would be accepting the premise that our rights and humanity are up for debate in the first place.

Once you’ve conceded that it’s reasonable to ask whether women’s equality was a mistake, you’ve already lost.

Having alts to cry about getting blocked is for gamma cucks, though, so . . .

Some of the most poetic ALT TEXT I've seen.

Somebody pulled up at the hot dogs with eight(!) 65" TVs Thursday.

So we could see Notre Dame people embarrass themselves for two weeks straight?

*angrily shaking envious little fist*

Never in doubt.

Made a nice one this morning: Costco hashbrowns, sliced onions, garlic, oregano, cumin, vegan greek sausages (with feta on top of mine).

Special Guest Kitten is too busy monitoring the Corvid Menace to say hi.

Damn. Thought the hashbrowns was cheese.

Ah, I'm only half watching while I'm working on my book.

Go Griz, imo.

"I need a recipe that says . . ."

Just make tomato basil noodle soup, you dumbass. It's literally NEVER failed. 100% record.

Alisa: "Is the soup you make a girl when you think you have a chance to get laid?"
Me: "Uhhhhh . . ."
Alisa: "It's pretty fucking good soup, Ollie."

Also, the next ad for generative AI that doesn't give off huge "infommercial for a product that assists with a task that isn't remotely difficult" vibes will be the first.

Well, that's way less fun.

Thicc gravy, plz.

That was the best teaching unit I ever came up with as a high school teacher.