One of the reasons I’m so into my husband is that when he opens his mouth, I never know what’s going to come out.
I finished putting Klara to bed, went downstairs, and discovered N doing the dishes.
“How much are we going to donate to the Trump campaign?” he said when he saw me. To give a useful analogy, this is the equivalent of me saying “so when are we buying Superbowl tickets?” Nobody suspects me of knowing what the Superbowl is and whether it’s accessed by way of a ticket purchase.
Turns out he watched the Heather MacDonald video I posted yesterday.
This is the perfect symbol of wokesterism: trying to virtue-signal and revealing that your race obsession is all about your own racism.
Tucker’s roasting of Joe Biden and his arrest fantasies is absolutely priceless. Please watch today’s show. Even if you are voting for Biden, it’s still extremely funny.
One thing I learned as a low-level administrator is that I need to stop sending emails after 5 pm and on weekends. People think that if I’m bothering them outside of working hours, there must be some gigantic disaster in progress and get alarmed.
There was a reader on this blog who was really great but then I lost sight of him. Then yesterday he got recommended on my Twitter feed by completely random people.
It’s fascinating how this works.
I’m very happy.