I’m giving the gift of poasts.

I use raw mango butter. It comes in chunks so I just put a few in a small container to prevent dermal desiccation.

Just now chowing down on some spicy dumpling soup from a local Chinese bakery

Also that when most of the offline people found out who he was their reaction was generally “Fuck that asshole”

A much as I love kei cars I’d rather a change in regs to allow me to buy (for ex.) the Toyota Hilux or the diesel powered, 3rd row of the new J250 Land Cruiser, or the newly-built, old-school J70 series that is still sold with new infotainment in Africa & LatAm.

I’d buy any of those in a heartbeat.

Ditto my 80 year old uncle.

D.A.R.E. to keep Rax off drugs

Clearly not enough people were stuffed into lockers.

Kristol is staying true to the Trotskyist origins of the original neocons.

Astounded that “Very angular, Aryan looking dude goes on at length about the precision of german weapons with his BMW in the background” didn’t appeal to the common folk of Arizona.

I want one of these sooo bad.

This and a Toyota Hilux or old school J60 series Land Cruiser

Fitting that the boomer who believes everything he sees on TV would stock his admin with younger people who believe everything they read online.

For sure. Unfortunate that some of the broad consciousness that is/was necessary had to form under these conditions. (Maybe it’s a function of our “rugged individualist” mythos)

Politics had become too abstract and something that affected “other people”.

I’d argue that this admin is downstream of other problems and rot in society. Without a larger culture of evasion and impunity there’d be no Trump admin.

They’re all of a part with the Nuzzi/RFK thing, ICE/CBP masking/abuse, wealth inequality, etc.

Elites of one kind or another completely abdicating responsibilities (professionally, financially, or socially) and avoiding accountability.

I ended up like that with my wife. I just love to cook. It’s like a little meditation at the end of the day. Gathering the ingredients, prepping everything, and taking the time to cook. It’s oddly soothing.

My paternal grandmother was half Cajun, half Creole. my mom was Creole.

My Midwest friends didn’t know kind of hocus pocus my parents were doing on Thanksgiving. It also threw them that my dad knew how to cook. How to *really* cook. Not just some July 4th or random birthday burgers and hotdogs bs.