I bought a bunch of navel oranges, and one of them was randomly a blood navel on the inside.

Obviously it was over a reasonable period of time, but I'm still reckoning with the fact that I ate two pounds of dates all by myself.

Since the government is banning Red No. 3, I'm convinced if I wait a few months I can get a lot of money out of some contrarian conservative moron by selling them this unopened bottle of food dye.

Based on the pronunciations in the biology textbook my school uses, I was like, "This is not General American English. This author has got to be from NY or New England." And sure enough, he grew up in NJ right outside NYC and has been in Boston and Providence since the 70's.

"Chlorophyll" below:

I made this map for my cat.

I'm just excited to be here.