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RIP to Mark Corrigan but I'm different. Right? I'm different. Please tell me I'm different.

I've spent my week off before in-service days begin cleaning my space. I've created a terrarium of things that make me happy, but which must not under any circumstances be displayed in a public area of my home

This is the most Producers-like plot since the Producers. There's an inside man. I'm making a legal allegation of malfeasance here (not really)

Trying to figure out if I can convince mahjong club to let me use these ridiculous tiles just because I really like their color scheme

Going all-in on my pink aesthetic by refusing to take any medication that isn't flavored strawberry or bubblegum

Me every time I go outside: Strangers crossing the street to see me, falling over themselves to ask for my phone number, kissing my hand Me every time I look in a mirror: Intrusive conviction that they should have euthanized me before I grew up to be such a hideous malformation of a human

A store with a tamale hot bar just moved in around the corner from me, turning my personal death clock about five minutes closer to midnight.

My Spanish is terrible and I mainly practice with mi novia, who has to be nice to me because we are in love. So whenever I'm chit chatting with other people it feels like a proper triumph. I communicated. I won

In a real country this would invite regulation and scrutiny, if not leading to an outright ban on the product. En los estados unidos, it's disclosed voluntarily to boost share price.

Just learned there's a human being named Royal Rumph www.surfsantamonica.com/ssm_site/the...

Four naan, Jeremy? That's ins*ne.

No we aren't living in Omelas, a utopian city powered by the torture of one innocent child. None of us are having a great time, we're all being downsized and laid off to oblivion while healthcare becomes inaccessible. We're torturing children just to make a miserable Omelas to torture us, too.

Los Angeles! Come to my mic tonight and I can guarantee cool architecture. It's free and friendly!

My nephew (5) learned the word "bitch" and his parents were insistent that it wasn't a "bad" word but, nevertheless, he should not say it. I'm not really sure of the child psychology of good vs bad words. I suggested it was a word that would make people feel sad but I keep second guessing myself.

Having a lovely dinner at a new place, Szechuan Garden in Tarzana. It's amazing how driving just half an hour out of town can bring you, like, an actual ambiance and seating for a meal that costs under $20. There's not even anyone trying to break the window right now. The suburbs are so cool