I have no issue talking about anything with most people. Differences are part of humanity, and I am certain there are many things we will both agree and disagree on. The sad part is that the angry have always been there, but now they are empowered to scream the loudest and force the attention.

He is a beautiful creature

aaaaaaaaaaaand, yep, it's in my head now. Oddly, though, I DOD want a pickle.

I know that look, and clearly Mike has never eaten before. He has heard tales of food, but never eaten. I have been getting the same look from a demanding furry overlord named Moggy for almost 17 years.

My go to song to start my work day.

Love this song so much, and I admit it, I tear up EVERY time I hear it.

We both know it, SJ, magic is real and it's alive. Thank you for sharing your art with the world.

This makes sense, SJ. When I am doing work around the house, I will occasionally roll one of your tunes on repeat (which is a hard decision as to what one to use), but I find that no matter what, Cheshire Kitten gets a bounce in my step.

Here's my shadow. I bought a small papasan chair, I thought it would be comfortable...I have yet to get to use it.

you're right, I don't know you (yet) but congratulations, welcome to healthcare, and in case no one has said it today, you rock at finishing the degree and I'm proud of you.

And yet...we can't edit the nazis.

Too much? Is that was JD said to the couch?

To be fair, they've never eaten before not once, in their lives. Ask them, they will tell you. Often, they will tell you loudly, at 4 am.

This is beautiful

Rest well, Max. You did your job, and were no doubt an amazing supervisor. Cherish the memories and remember that while he was there for you, you were there for him.

See, now I can't unsee it. I now am curious if their young, when charging into battle, wield frying plans, with the fearsome battle cry of "Not the Mama".