That feeling when your brain lapses and so you hush the TV and try to turn down the dogs with the remote.
It’s way past time for a massive toppling of current copyright law, huge resurgence of unions everywhere, universal health care, and universal basic income.
I’m watching the sequel to the worst of the Krampus movies I’ve seen. And it is… as bad as one would expect.
It’s not entirely clear why I’m watching it. My best theory is that I got tired of being disappointed by the bad parts of potentially good things and decided to instead be delighted by the good moments in clearly bad things.
Piper is trying to decide whether to take the tree down. Not because it’s after Christmas. Just because it’s a tree. And she’s a cat.
“Idea for a new Pixar movie: what are pizza boxes thinking about?”
This line from BoJack Horseman seems ever more plausible with each new Pixar movie.
Pixar’s Soul: what if we mashed up all the weirdest 80s afterlife movies (you know, Chances Are, All of Me, O Heavenly Dog, Heart and Souls) with… stay with me here… Jordan Peele’s Get Out?
“…as long as you aren’t dead, you need something to do. And surviving is something to do.”
—Solutions and Other Problems by Allie Brosh
Child: “Everything is aaaaaaaaaaa!”
Me: “Go sleep. It’ll help.”
Child: “I’ve slept before. It didn’t help.”
Me: “It’ll help this time. GO SLEEP.”
Child, pulls out phone and reads from screen: “The definition of insanity is—“
Me, gives up and goes to sleep myself instead.