jobs are either "Grant Writer ($32,165–$33,165)" or "Senior Vice President of Child Slaughter ($650,000–$750,000, 401k/medical/dental/vision/you can touch the art at museums)"

A truly awful day for movies and art, losing one of the most singular and brilliant voices to ever make them.

We've unlocked our full David Lynch issue from 2017, which is now entirely free to read.

R.I.P. Mr. Lynch, and thank you forever for the work and example you left us.

I m nothing but a trove of recipes ….

Dolls house tarantella scene but instead she’s hitting all kinds of Fortnite dances

I like the enigmatic psychosexual big budget noir cinema Taco Bell releases every time Nacho Fries are back

If I see someone using their cellular phone at the movies, you already know What the Fuck is going down: I'm asking that brotha if he's got doodle jump 2 on that thang

It is FailGirl Fall

I could do an hour 40 stand up routine outlining the kinda of booths you see in antique markets and it would absolutely sell to a hyper specific group of people 48-77

To every girl in this bathroom pooping out of anxiety with me at the callback…. I love you and we are stronger together sister

Sting looks like he’s made out of peanut butter

Thinking about the Madagascar(2005) Wikipedia page

They should make a 2nd Babadook where he’s just earnestly looking for a romantic connection

Intro post what's up. i'm a playwright. recent topics I've written about: online fandom, transgender simpsons, and syphilis in the 18th century. my last ever post on X went viral with a certain subset of theatre gay bc i said i wanted patti lupone to beat me to death with my cell phone

I don’t think we’re doing enough with tarps

Thinking about how my dad likes to say “who’s blowing me” when he gets a bunch of texts instead of “who’s blowing up my phone.” I don’t think he knows the distinction but it’s said with such confidence that I can’t correct it

The Arby’s Burger Is Pretty Bad. Like Exceptionally Bad for a fast food hamburger