Kids studying the French language today have it so easy. Some of us had to study French way back in one thousand nine hundred four twenties seventeen
Make yourself a corned beef reuben but swap the sauerkraut and thousand island for kimchi and kewpie mayo.
Editor: You get those photos of Elliott Gould and Grover? Photographer: Sure did boss, real fuckin sexy just like you asked. Editor: what
The author does seem to come around to the idea that the book is a useful educational tool near the end, which was welcome. I wish the story was framed differently because it actually grapples with the question of "what's a responsible alternative to this?" which most stuff on sex ed ignores.
Just starting Tear of the Kingdom and I’m pretty sure the Zonai are humanoid space goats. That’s enough to keep me playing.
Hitting that time of year in the container garden where the roots have filled up the pots and it's still hot so water needs are high, the annuals are getting leggy and looking kind of off, and the novelty of the work is giving way to slight resentment. Need those Sept temperatures...
It seems to me that the time is ripe for a Bluesky thread about how—and maybe even why—to befriend crows. (1/n)
I spot a half dozen stories of this genre a year, but this is my first sighting of “withered grotesquely with age.”
