I’m a Pringles fan. I know, they’re extruded product rather than slices of what were once potatoes, but I just like ‘em. They’re dependable, and that’s a big plus in a comfort food.

Lovely.

My mom (in her eighties) still has one of the dresses like that which her grandmother made her when she a little girl. She’d be told to make sure her dad used two feed bags with the same pattern so there would be enough fabric.

Most definitely you need another font.

Nine! How did she get nine? (with nine years, of course)

Lois McMaster Bujold almost gave Miles Vorkosigan a sister named Nile. The plot worked out differently, but yeah. That would have been an audiobook headache.

Cats seems to me to be a collection of amusing poetry in search of a plot.

Staggered. Because books, for all their stackability, will not be constrained in orderly lines. Books break free. Books spill their ideas in delightful abandon.

I have literally said the same thing: “Murderbot is my Sanctuary Moon”.
I’m careful not to wear the series out with rereads. But other than that, yeah. I reread it a lot.