The way she delivers EVERY LINE is absolutely perfect.

oh no

Between companies confidently slashing PTO and parental leave and this business here, it sure seems like big companies are very, very confident they'll control a compliant American workforce forever.

Just had some CHILD who was bagging my groceries explain that James Gunn is the wrong person for DCU films because "DC Comics are supposed to be dark and gritty and realistic," and he's lucky I thought it would be poor form to scream, "Action Comics #775" proves you wrong in EVERY WAY!

Never a great sign when your own government is giving big "unnützer esser" vibes.

Practical Magic, the first time around: "Whee, I'm an Owens sister! Bonus points if I can climb Aidan Quinn like a tree!"

This time around: "I just want a life in a grand house with my coven and a bottomless blender of margaritas. Blendus anotherus!"

Our cat is absolutely furious at the spring rainstorm we're getting, because it messes with his nightly promenade up and down the block to be admired by all the neighbors. And wow, he is letting us know about it at the top of his lungs.

I fell in love with her work during her coverage of the Sam Bankman-Fried trial.

I, personally, am here for discovery

I already pay for Disney+, this feels like a huge eff-you.

I am so tired of having to do homework in order to keep up with the MCU.

The Human Skill That Eludes AI Why can’t language models write well?

(p.s. Wait, one amusing PS — as I was pasting in the alternate text, Grammarly suggested a whopping number of rephrasings, all of which would have made the passage far less lovely. It's no wonder we can all detect the AI house style.

www.theatlantic.com/technology/2...)

Then he asked, “After you have finished your true stories sometime, why don't you make up a story and the people to go with it? “ Only then will you understand what happened and why. “It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us.” Now nearly all those I loved and did not understand when I was young are dead, but I still reach out to them. Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of course I usually fish the big waters alone, although some friends think I shouldn't. Like many fly fishermen in western Montana where the summer days are almost Arctic in length, I often do not start fishing until the cool of the evening. Then in the Arctic half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with my soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River and a four-count rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise. Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.

In any event, please enjoy one of the most beautiful endings in an American novella:

I'd love to see a syllabus of the 20th-century American experience in writing where the narrator's sense of place is inextricably entwined with their identity. These books wouldn't even have to be elegiac and outdoorsy — Florence King's CONFESSIONS OF A FAILED SOUTHERN LADY would work too.

Could ‘A River Runs Through It’ Have Been a Hit Today?

The collection of writing that makes up "A River Runs Through It" — the novella that gives the book its title is one of three works — is a beautiful & particular snapshot of a time and a place that shape a person's attitudes.

www.nytimes.com/2026/04/20/b...

I cannot be the only person with concerns about the FBI director's demonstrably tenuous grasp on how legal discovery works.

Excited to attend the ribbon-cutting for the next segment of California’s solar canal initiative later this month in Hickman. Imagine generating solar power over 4,000 miles or so canals across the state. A lot of Sierra and Colorado River water to save via avoided evaporation.

Okay, SF Bay Area Bluesky, you still have time to go see the SF Opera’s delightful Boheme Out Of The Box. The free, alfresco performances are in Oakland tomorrow and Concord next weekend: www.sfopera.com/seasons/oper...

A screen capture of the live transcript playing as Mimi insists that she is rallying and everyone else is like, “… girl.

IDK, y’all, it’s not looking too good for Mimi here. #bohemeoutofthebox

We’re at SF Opera’s Boheme Out Of The Box performance and the teen has just dropped this revelation: “It’s RENT! And he couldn’t even bother to change the names! WHAT.”

This has been one of the most interesting narrative attempts in the past two years: businesses & press outlets betting on a hard swing into one type of country, and Americans rejecting that story at more turns than not.

The competition for houses in walkable places is pretty fierce and you really do have to recalibrate what you want relative to what your money gets you in other places.

This is not a "Boo! I hate cars!" argument. I've driven enough school carpools to understand when/why it's a quality of life boost to drive people.

This is a "let's make it easier to walk when we're not responsible for four kids & their stuff" argument.

In short: Walkability good! More please!

As American automakers offer more & more vehicles that kill more people, it's going to be on city and county governments to actively choose to invest in walkability as a matter of public health policy. Infrastructure has to privilege people's right to walk places instead of centering cars.

People are doing their best here to keep it walkable & they're trying to engage, per the number of "please take some" fruit baskets out front & Little Free Libraries. But walkability also comes down to policy choices & things like traffic calming & sidewalk repair (both of which we need more of.)

In addition: my stepfather is greeted by name at his daily coffee shop; my mom now has pals on every block who look for her on her regular routes. And both of them are deeply invested in our island. They know EVERYTHING that's going on.

Walkable cities build the social ties that comprise community.

My folks (who live with me) have a daily competition to see who can get to 6000 steps first. They walk all over our island. As a result, my mom has become a self-described "architecture nerd" in her late 70s who leads walking tours for seniors. My stepfather has a daily dog-petting route. (1/n)

Failed Companies Are Selling Old Slack Chats and Email Archives to Train AI Defunct startups are pawning off their former employees conversations for up to $100,000, according to a new report.

With the caveat that companies fail for lots of reasons, the notion of training your AI on a data archive comprised of failed companies' conversations seems like it might inadvertently train the text-generating machine into perpetuating some of the same mistakes?

gizmodo.com/failed-compa...

No lies detected.

(“No more mutants.”)

It's just so gross. I'm a huge proponent of brown-bagging anyway but spending $30 on a SANDWICH? What? No.