What perfect album came out the year you turned 16?

(It’s a tie.)

The greatness just keeps washing over us. Like a tsunami.

An important reminder/tip.

Timeline cleanse: enjoy this old photo of my dog playing “you can’t get me” with a bulldog. What’s your dog’s most ridiculous game?

Who wants to tell them why those two examples are so similar? Can it be me. I can do it. Or Google. Whichever.

Not to be that guy, but he wasn't a serial killer. He was a multiple murderer who dug up corpses. Gross, possibly suspected to have killed more, but not an actual serial killer.

THIS is why I vote for Jumaane Williams. And why I ranked Brad Lander. Why aren’t more of our leaders putting themselves on the line like this? (Yes, I’m looking at you, Chuckles.)

Listen, you know what you’re never gonna find in nature? Spider bones. I’ll let you figure out why.

Substantial environmental impact, demonstrated degradation in the creative thought of those who use it, unchecked theft of artistic and literary work, adoption of this wildly imperfect platform resulting in creative job loss, and now this.

I cannot see how the potential benefits outweigh the harm.

In the 1989 classic CANNIBAL WOMEN IN THE AVOCADO JUNGLE OF DEATH, Bill Maher sits in a giant bubbling soup cauldron while women cut veggies into it. Like Bugs Bunny. HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS SCENE RIGHT NOW.