I think it could be BEEF. I don’t know about BEEF, Carl, but BEEF sounds right. Definitely BEEF.

Seeing this work of poetic cinema and eating a box of those vile cookie dough bites at an indie theater on December 26, 2006 at the tender age of 11 is one of my most treasured memories

I feel like THR is wrong on this. No indication that Spielberg produced A Strange Loop per Wikipedia and IBDB. (Obligatory “Jennifer Hudson could do Saving Private Ryan but Steven Spielberg couldn’t do Baba Yaga”)

The children yearn for Richard Kind on Traitors season 5

I know that’s right!!!

Dick Cheney is dead and Keke Palmer is unfazed

Park Slope dad in Carhartt pushing a double-wide stroller up 8th Ave and whistling Bulletproof by La Roux … yeah I’m taking notes

but the continued success of this template both originates in and reifies this (completely constructed) hermeneutic that to be on the left side of anything is necessarily to be weak/a scold/pathetic because it’s pathetic to care about things, which is, obviously, rooted in misogyny

Who’s that behind those Foster Grants?

getting real “airport bathroom vibes” vibes in this bathroom

Need a sweet treat like yesterday and also can I say deadass

Any intimacy coordinators on The Sopranos set?

it’s those dumb fucking kids from max keeble

this is how I imagine most “culture writers” look after hitting post on the stupidest, most Wikipedia-level article you’ve ever read

shirtless in the home office chair. hilarious in the Slack chat. delirious always. I fear no one else is doing it like me. not this Christmas.

Guy from the Gigi the Christmas Snake video singing “It’s gonna be alright”

“with Luigi” instead of “with Gigi” haha

today I’m thankful to be a full-time contractor for the 681st largest corporation by revenue according to Fortune. one in 12 workers are paid through the products I help market. on this day of gratitude I am going to grind up some OxiClean and see how it tastes

born too early to be a yapper. born too late to be a chatterbox. born just in time to have the gift of the gab.