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- Now we know it was Matt Gaetz who invited Madison Cawthorn to all those drug-fueled sex parties.
- Finishing < 50% of the vote means there is no mandate. While he finally got the plurality of votes for the first time, he did not get the overwhelming support he’s claiming.
- It’s nice to have rediscovered the talent of John Mayer. It had been more than a decade since I had given him a serious listen, but he reappeared randomly in a playlist at the right time.
- MSNBC is due for a shake-up, particularly on its daytime side. It doesn’t have to be a Trump hate-fest 24/7, but it does need journalists willing to stand up to the Administration, not kowtow to a wannabe dictator.
- The potential combination of Tulsi Gabbard and Pete Hegseth as the heads of US intelligence and national security agencies undoubtedly led to champagne in Moscow and antacid in the rest of Europe.
- There will be a multitude of postmortems, and Kamala Harris herself won’t have all the answers about why she lost most swing states, but after spending one billion dollars in about 107 days, the campaign needs to address the excessive dollar-to-vote ratio.
- Federal funding for cystic fibrosis research: $84 million, or $2,807 for each of the 30,000 CF patients in the US. Federal funding for sickle cell research: $73 million or $812 for each of the 90,000 SCD patients in the country. More than 90% of CF patients are white; more than 90% of sickle cell patients are black. For private foundations, the disparity is even worse: $7,690 per CF patient vs $102 for each SCD patient. Both diseases are similarly debilitating and life-shortening; both diseases merit research for a cure, and I am not suggesting that research be stopped for either. I’m just saying this is how institutional racism works.
- I do not live an Instagram-conducive life. I don’t live for the “perfect shot.”
- From having to always have a dime to make a call from a public phone (which were ubiquitous in the era) or you’d call collect to get a ride home from your parents, to having a two-hour video conference calls with colleagues on three different continents basically for free–all in one lifetime. In others’ lifetimes, it was from Kitty Hawk to the Moon, but real-time global communication is kinda cool, too.
- The fun part about your favorite team being in a “rebuilding phase” of unknown length is watching young players work their way up the food chain. You can follow their narrative from the beginning.
- That 20-something fitness instructor on the PT video definitely knows me so well when she says, “It’s okay if your forehead doesn’t reach your knees”… because if mine did, something would be seriously wrong.
- “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles” does not get its credit as the best Thanksgiving movie.
- Make an effort, please, to patronize local businesses this holiday season. Don’t buy all your gifts online, like me.
- The first snow of the season fell this morning, with flurries whipping through the neighborhood. Even without any accumulation, it still had that wonderful clean scent of a fresh start to the day.
- No, I do not want your cranberry near my turkey. I don’t care if it’s jellied or whole berry; that “sauce” was only added to the Thanksgiving menu to give a very tan meal a dash of color.
- As someone who spent a lot of time in the automotive industry, I understand they put millions into global market research and it must appeal to buyers worldwide, but the new Jaguar branding will go down as one of the worst business decisions since New Coke. The intro video is ridiculous, and not in a good way. (Trigger warning for the video to people on shrooms.)
- Credit Mrs. Jack for the best Thanksgiving innovation: mini-pumpkin pies baked in mini-muffin tins. With a dollop of Reddi-wip on top, the size give the perfect crust/filling/cream ratio. They’re the perfect two- or three-bite dessert. Enjoy your Thanksgiving, Zeroes. Don’t forget the corn pudding.
