Some people have such pathetic, thwarted lives that being noticed on Twitter by Chelsea Clinton is an enormous big deal for them. You’d say, Chelsea Clinton? Who the hell cares about her? Well, apparently the linked fellow can’t get over her being A RICH PERSON who finally noticed him. 

If he’s over the age of 25, it’s very sad. If he’s older than 40, it’s simply tragic. 

I keep writing about restaurants because I’m very happy that after a short break between Klara’s infancy and right now we can start going out to restaurants again. We love eating out on weekends. 

Klara likes restaurants but only if we forego any attempt at placing her in a high chair or a booster seat. She wants a real chair of her own, a serious plate, a glass, and a spoon to feed herself. Once all these are provided, she will potter along happily with her food trying to transport some of it from the plate to her mouth (she’s not yet a year and a half, so it’s hit or miss) while we enjoy adult conversation.

She has this deeply offended look on her face when we offer a high chair. It’s so funny. Today at the restaurant she actually walked to an empty table, selected a chair, and dragged it to our table to show us what kind of seating arrangement is acceptable to her. 

Sorry for the MIA, folks. I’m having my obligatory August bout of severe cold in the midst of extreme heat. 

Politics these days is already grotesque, but in the state I am, I can’t even figure out what’s real.

The so-called pet lovers are unbelievably deranged. We have two public parks located next to each other: one for kids and one for dogs. The only difference is that one has playground equipment and a kids’ library and the other doesn’t. In everything else, they are identical.

Now try to guess whether dog-lovers respect the multitude of signs begging them to walk over to the pet park and leave the playground to the kids. 

Of course, they don’t.

There is no logical reason not to use the pet park other than a sociopathic need literally to shit on the kids’ playground experience. 

This sweet, sweet moment when he finally gives you an excuse to walk out:

A Bernie Sanders supporter says she separated from her husband of 22 years after finding out that he had decided to vote for President Donald Trump.

I felt exactly this way when I left my 1st husband 19 years ago. My excuse was that he’d found a job but forgot to mention it to me, pretending that he’d been out of the house every day roaming the streets in depressed desperation. I was worrying my head off over his suffering but it turned out the fellow simply wanted to keep his paycheck to himself while I paid all the bills. 

I was actually happy when I found out because I was finally free to leave. 

And the title of the most brain-dead blogger of the week goes to the author of this gem:

There is a difference between jobs being lost due to automation, and, let’s say, the recent layoffs at Carrier, where the jobs (or some of them anyway) aren’t being replaced by technology, but are being shipped abroad.

Obviously, this “difference” is very hard to notice for those who lose their jobs but spoiled, tech-obsessed Liberal brats like the linked fellow can’t even be bothered to pretend they care.   

For those who don’t know, a small explanation: there is a brand of Liberals who believe that all social problems will be solved and none will be cause by technology. If you try to challenge them, they call you an anti-vaxxer, for some mysterious reason. That’s what happened to me once, and it was weird because I’m actually very pro-vaccine. And the discussion was on the subject of robotization anyway. 

So what now? Are they going to continue trying to repeal the AHA or can we have some respite from this whole charade while they go do some work for a change? Does today’s failure of the skinny bill close the discussion for a while?

Does anybody know how this works?

Bernie Sanders voted No on the Russian sanctions bill?? Why? He likes the “Russians colluded with the Democrats” narrative?

I’m not getting his persistent waffling on Russia. 

The new pediatrician was stunned at how well Klara speaks and especially at her skill of identifying emotional states. For instance, after she got her shots, Klara informed us that she was “no happy doctor’s. Happy outside.” 

I don’t think it’s important how early kids begin to talk. Everybody talks eventually, so what’s the big deal? But I’m glad she is already learning to name emotions because people who don’t learn in childhood make for unhappy adults.