Wait; is “animation historian” an actual job? Because if so, I think it’s what I’d imagine you doing if you ever got tired of being paid well.

Speaking in purse is not a way I’d ever use to describe you.

This one is just terrific. They're often terrific, but I think I really needed some of the reminders here.

I'm just baffled that it got adapted at all. I fear it'll be Red, White, & Royal Blue all over again, missing the charm of the original. (I've read a certain amount of Rachel Reid. I like her work. I don't have HBO currently, so it'll be a bit before I check it out.)

I’m standing here in a store trying to figure out whether the cons of switching to an Android phone outweigh my desire to punish Apple to the tune of a new iPhone purchase.

Hey, I’m a huge fan of caution, especially in abundance. Take it as a sign that the captain is captaining well. It’s the “It’ll probably be fine, I’m sure the passengers won’t notice” approach you gotta watch out for.

I turned off smart stuff a while back. Are we now at the point where it's also wise to unplug, say, my non-smart mic?

Reviewing old LiveJournal posts… shit, it was kinda magic, wasn’t it? Literally changed my life in a variety of ways. Likely never would’ve met you, among other things.

Oh, done been did on most of my devices. I’ve been not-hating it…! However, due to the nature of my day job, I still have to touch Chrome periodically.

My objection isn't that the "feature" (yes, I will keep using scare-quotes) didn't work well, it's that it was shoved into my experience of using my e-mail and calendar without my consent. Using an online platform shouldn't make me feel a sense of violation.

I had to spend a stupid amount of time finding a way to turn the feature off. It required me to go pretty deep into the settings of both Gmail & Google Calendar, so this was the second time today Google had wasted my time with a "feature" I never asked for or enabled.

Complete asshole or antisemitism bot? Who can tell?

I’ve been trying to scrub the internalized homophobia off me for decades, but it gets ingrained deep. You looked unselfconsciously happy. It grieves me that we’re taught to think that word when we see a boy who isn’t at all times performing a very specific, narrow version of masculinity.

My mother tried to explain away Liberace as “eccentric.” People don’t see what they’re not primed to see. Aside from the cultivated stubble, Michael was frequently photographed with beards.

I'm picturing bird + Kill Bill siren.