This photo of all of Tom Cruise's stunt doubles together is too much, it feels haunted somehow

Day 3 of not being able to fling open my windows and I hate it.

But Pat Robertson is dead and I remembered I bought a pineapple and can make sorbet so, it’s the little things…

Day 2 with all in the windows in my apartment closed. This is terrible, I am a windows flung open as soon as Spring hits person by nature, now it’s just me and a fan w/ a hepa filter pretending it’s a cross breeze

Enjoying long Succession think pieces while loving that a random baby naming site succinctly called the ending in a :60 Tik Tok

Finishing out the Wu Tang show on Hulu because I’m not a quitter and every minute is making me really wish I was a quitter

Jamaican.
Air.
Horn.

Most every day I’ll randomly recall someone from 80’s/90’s tv or film that I haven’t seen in a while and have to look them up and see if they’re good. Today’s name check was Cybil Shepard, she’s fine ✅

If you see these, grab a bag. They taste like Doritos that studied abroad for a semester.

Most important thing today, my ears are ready….

It’s a very slippery slope from watching the millionth Jeffs family documentary to having to resist the urge to rewatch all of Big Love

Brooklyn is being downright delightful today - the pollen is on time out on trying to take my life, have a smooth cross breeze going and I can smell the jerk chicken man is starting for the evening up the block…

When someone tells me that unprompted they’ve done something to make my job “easier” and now I have to spend 2 hours untangling it

I feel like we don’t talk enough about the Pope’s winter wardrobe, he looks like he’s praying just for the Bronx and the Bronx only

Animorphs discourse where I don’t have to pull out my whiteboard and explain things? Y’all know how to party…