Somebody simply has to write the ultimate catch-all essay on disruptive, libertarian, private-sector-touting entrepreneurs simply begging and demanding for state intervention at the end of their journeys. (This is the Titan sub company's adviser.)
“Does that make sense?” and “Just want to make sure I understand…” are my least favorite phrases that I use on a daily basis. I make sense and I understand.
I recently rewatched Blackfish on a whim (horrific x2) and after 2 failed attempts, I’m finally visiting Alaska this summer. It all makes sense now. #TeamOrca
COLUMBUS, OHIO!
one of my wife's favorite students has been missing since early Wednesday morning. please spread widely so we can find her and get her home safely ASAP.
#MissingPerson
@bibofthedamned Oh!! Well that’s prob a particularly fun index. And I hope you didn’t my pipe dream extra degree as disparaging… I’m just hoping to have a long life with the means to make it less boring.
I’m distressed by hearing my name said so often on the television. Fun/disturbing fact: my parents toyed with spelling my name Nowell, in addition to the also intolerable Noël. They didn’t decide until I was about 6 months old.
We know that it’s inherently jarring to hear the vocal tones of the 55%, so please do guide us in finding the correct tones. Too high is dumb, too low is artificial fry and fake intellect.
I was just having a feeling about representation and a palpable turning of the tide with this year’s March Madness in a lot of ways, but then Twitter sends me Vic, being the absolute sexiest man he can be.
Not being sexiest but I hate listening to women trying to sound like guys broadcasting during a NCAA March Madness basketball game.
Why can’t they hire women who speak with a women’s voice?
The Archdiocese of Chicago will not be granting parishioners a general dispensation on the March 17 holiday from the obligation to abstain from meat on Fridays during Lent.
https://t.co/OZNBJO1urq
I like to think about what role would suit me best in a hunter-gatherer society and I waiver between nanny/childcare provider (obvs) and chef who tends the fire and bitches at everyone else for not bringing me anything to work with.