My financial advisor was all excited about “the best day he’d ever seen the market have.” I told him it’s like cutting off someone’s legs at the knee and then telling them they are taller because they sat up from lying down.

This is devastating to me. My grandmother had it, and now I’m watching my mom enter the late stages. The promising recent discoveries is the hope I’ve been holding onto that just maybe my daughter won’t have to watch me slip away. Or suffer through it herself.

Please stop linking to WaPo Rachel. I’m a huge fan but you can’t find the same info on an AP link?

I recently had this same thought to the point of doing a search online for an upcoming trip to NYC. I don’t know about the tea but there is a place called Book Club Bar in the East Village that’s open until 1:00am on weekends.

This is my Ivy, she’s actually very chill, but also her habitat is a couch so this Ivy’s rage seems just!

Best 2/3’s of a haiku I read all weekend

No one needs less Joy in their life! (See what I did there?)

If you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha.