for those with a short attention- Oh look, something shiny for my nest!
Ask me stuff. I'm pretty smart.
Nooooo! No raw fish for the immunocompromised!
Happy birthday here’s a picture from May 2007 that I know you wanted posted on Tumblr in celebration of your special day yes yes yes!
(also, wow, 2007 me enjoyed wearing a leather jacket like a boss (?))
BEERN TWERNTY TWER
Oh no. Oh nooooo!
I still have that purse, I just moved it to the new place.
Happy Birthday to one of my favorite ladies, KHW! Let’s have tea!
Any Alanis fans out there? I’m backing up Carolyn Castiglia in this tomorrow night.
Welcome back to tumblr, sir Arthur Lewis!
We tried selling our product to users but that failed miserably; so, we turned to an ad-driven model. The way it works is, we give away the product for free, then lure advertisers with the promise of connecting them to millions of people who hate to pay for things. Amazingly, it works.
Normally Mick Napier writes about whatever thing is on his mind in his missive to the annoyance community (past examples: toys, vulgar language, racism.) But this time he decided to drop some serious knowledge on folks:
In these newsletters, I rarely write about improvisation, because…
Me: love you.
Mom: love you. More than you’ll ever know.
We lost Mom in March just shy of her 67th birthday.
I had so much to say, but I am suddenly at a loss for words.
Suffice it to say that I am celebrating mothers day by watching The mets blow a lead, and likely ordering challah French toast from Odessa on avenue a in memorium.
Why, why, why?
Seriously. I’ve got nothing to do but why and whine right now.
Mom: In hospital with vascular damage and associated complications.
Aunt: In hospital with heart attack.
Me: Out of hospital, terribly sore, awaiting chemotherapy.
What The Fuck did we do? We’re relatively good people. Seriously.
I am at a loss. Do I need to find religion?
What to do?
My heart is as blue as my bruised wrist.
Someone please get this book for me.