congratulations to President Trump on making a deal with Iran that’s every bit as good for the United States as his deal making was for Trump Steaks, Trump Productions, Trump Vodka, Trump University, Trump: The Game, The Trump Network, the Trump Institute, and two very fine Atlantic City casinos.
What a time for us to not be able to afford mental healthcare.
Remember when Instagram used to be a way to share photos instead of a shitty firehose of ads and memes? Those were the days. And yet, we’ve all just accepted that the shitty firehose is necessary in our lives.
When was the last time you saw a fun or inspiring pic on Instagram? Been ages, right?
The fact that Donald Trump wants his name on printed U.S. money should strike fear in the hearts of everyone who bought his dip-shit cryptocurrency.
I feel like all the people telling me how smart Gavin Newsom is also told me how smart Elon Musk was ten years ago.
Literally any song by Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Noem: "No, kids, he's fine. We just sent Rover to a farm upstate. And Chance. And Fifi. And Spot. And Fido. And Sport. And Biscuit. And Scamp. And Bella. And Max..."
Just watching this gif on a loop for no particular reason.
When this is all over, Republicans better just sit quietly in the corner for a century or so while we fix this fucking place.
Woke up inspired to get started on a feature script idea I first had years ago. Ended up writing 11 pages straight through. Not a bad start to 2026.
Me: I wonder what made all these MAGA Snyder cut dickheads so upset about “Stranger Things.”
Me: *sees Will’s coming out scene*
Me: Ah, of course.
And I’m a former journalist and the son of two journalists.
I hate that this is correct. When someone used to tell me some news they heard/read/saw, my first question was always “What’s the source?” Now, even the source means nothing.
If sequels have taught us anything, it’s that Project 2026 is going to suck so much worse.
Yes, just as I am aware of this bourbon I’m rage-drinking.
Imagine what’s actually in the Epstein files to make him do this.
Audiences are the architects of their own misery because they don't know how to enjoy something on its own terms, and the more that thing builds in importance, the worse it gets for them.
David Lynch sitting in a chair with headphones and a bullhorn saying "Okay, let's try that again, but this time good."
Me, waking up this morning, to 2026:
I don’t know what you mean, but I trust you.
Go fuck yourself, 2025.
Happy New Year to you... unless you're in the Trump administration. If so, I hope your New Year sucks donkey balls.
Year’s not over yet. A coffee table book counts.
I get that marketing is an important part of a film's success, but I'm already sick of "Marty Supreme" and I haven't even seen it.
You. Are. Not. Wrong.
You need to know posts like this freak the shit out of us. Is this compulsive behavior in the face of bad news? I just spent 10 minutes digging online for what could’ve sent you down this road!
post a perfect album from the 90s that isn't nirvana, soundgarden, pearl jam, or alice in chains
(For the record, I disagree with the premise of this challenge because it presupposes only grunge artists had great albums in the ‘90s. But, whatever. I’ll play.)
If you need a concise wrap-up of 2025…
I mean, he was watching “sports.”
