You’ve never been to the speakeasy under Golden Corral, huh?

Same crusade, different century. Religion mixed with political power structures has always made an uncanny soup.

Update: “I don’t know how to draw an upside-down popsicle, so I did ice cream instead.”

This ad DOES seem very “the Don Draper of Minnesota.” Thank you for the context 😆

At least y’all buy enough Girl Scout cookies to be grandparents, amirite?

Happy birthday. Your birthday always means mine is coming up!

He played with Bethany’s symphony last season, it was amazing. Such a good genre-bendy performance.

Ha! I love the sushi and homage to JoAnn Fabrics 😅

That sounds lovely. Here’s ours from last weekend.

Salsa dancing at the county fair? You’re a long way from home! 🐮🐷🌽

Yeah, similar with baseball. We regularly drove an hour to get *killed*

Omg that is so @laplanck.bsky.social to *academically* win a tennis match. I love it 😆

The only reason Spider-Man works is miserable NYC traffic. His kryptonite is car culture. Just picture him running, out of breath on Maysville Pike while an annoyed cyclist passes him. Or maybe he just “patrols” the West-40 exit because he can swing between the interstate-visible fast food signs.

So sorry. We met her at your place in LA when we stopped by in ‘12. ❤️

What kind of bougie place do they think this is? We only have one Applebees, and a Red Lobster with a desperate “we’re still open!” banner on the intersection that has been there since news of the parent company’s bankruptcy months ago.

It’s similar to a personal rule of mine; I try never to say “racist” when talking to conservatives on Facebook. It sucks the oxygen out of whatever broader point I was trying to make. Folks get triggered.

That’s never a winning argument, no. It’s a slam-the-door-and-walk-away argument. It’s an admission that your ego is bruised. The best discussions with other Christians, I’ve found, is less about finding “correct” answers and more about sitting in the presence of good questions.

Normal recess at St Thomas though, yes, just the asphalt.

We went to the Fieldhouse from St. T. But before fifth grade, I was in Roseville where we had a proper grass field. My memories of red rover are from there