the rare moment when you are actually happy to have received a push notification

this new yorker article about eels from a few months ago, which, if you missed it like i did you should definitely read

the season premiere of the bachelorette, even if there's somehow an even more painful amount of filler than usual, and group chatting about it with k and t

the rare moment when you are actually happy to have received a push notification you don't remember subscribing for

apple tv, which we've had for a while now and which is so nice and so much better than the playstation except for one totally maddening thing about what element needs to be focused to start a new search when you are in the existing search results in an app, which always gets me like this

recommending pipedream, which i used to teach a coworker about APIs, to a friend and him teaching me that a dildo manufacturer uses the name as well

the use of the term "flooz" to describe the "unidentified substance" in this description of classic video game pipe dream, since that's a much more fun word than "slime"

mishearing friend's pronunciation of "shia labeouf" as "sheila beef" (who is She)

learning that what we call "french toast" is apparently called "pain perdu" which (apparently, i don't care if it's wrong) translates as "lost bread"

as someone who never really liked veggie burgers, the impossible burger and beyond burger are totally acceptable replacements for a hamburger patty

we found a great pho place finally and they're near us and they deliver; the only problem is that there aren't enough noodles and so that's a good reminder to keep some in the pantry

i have managed a week of not covering my desk with stuff after cleaning it last weekend

it was supposed to rain all weekend but it hasn't actually rained much at all and i'll get to go running outside this afternoon, which is good because we forgot to get hamburger buns at the grocery store

the home recordings on the remastered deluxe edition of tom petty's wildflowers

in the waiting room of the neighborhood dispensary on a bench no one ever sits on, they keep piles of recent back issues of one of the local alt weeklies that i can pull from after picking up an order

d for letting me copy her carefully researched and reasoned ballot (and for everything else, always)