There was a heartwarming essay in the NYT awhile back called “Why Dads Take Their Gay Sons to Hooters” by Peter Rothpletz.

Ugh, I hate cooking.

Love stealing, though 😈

If that’s the size of the carrot, I’d hate to see the stick.

I am imagining the hip moves necessary to get that buckled to do the DVD screensaver thing and… ow?

You stole ingredients? Now you have to cook, fool!

I mean you’ve got to compile first.

Look man, a crab won’t last five minutes on the inside without protection.

These men are eggs?

She’s referring to goth girls named Boots.

Ironically, they’re most often worn by other goth girls.

It’s the circle of boots.

It’s the “lyrics” of a song by Venetian Snares, called “Americanized” – which samples the rants of a (possibly insane) crackpot and conspiracy theorist, Francis E. Dec.

I presume it’s some sort of inside joke.

All we need is to figure out how to have public transit generate accelerating, double-digit profit growth year-on-year, so that VCs all start bankrolling public transit startups, and then all our transit problems will be solved! /s

AI in every board meeting? Oof, they’d better hurry up and invent one, then!

What a horrifying thought!

No worries! And you’re going to be an awesome nurse 💯 👍🏼!

“Fellow crabs, join claws!”

Thanks! I’ve been to a few doctors over the years, and they didn’t find any specific diagnosis. It was really a problem during my adolescence, at first delayed, then bang-o (and then I had all kinds of other things to worry about). Now that I’m past all that things have settled down, and my doc says I’m doing well. This is just my normal, he says.

LOL, I’m 5’2" and hover around 100 lbs, and I’ve had trouble gaining weight my whole life. Eating more doesn’t seem to help much. But I have noticed the more I eat, the more I shit. Perhaps that’s where all my calories are going 😭 .

Sauce and garlic everywhere!