One of my favorite insights in all of life:
https://t.co/IM7ISYxGGl
I read this passage aloud once at a lunch for a friend/colleague who was moving to another state for a new job. Everyone at the lunch was in tears, and she was moved beyond words.
j ai appris à mon ex à utiliser des baguettes et aujourd hui elle est en lune de miel au japon parfois on plante un arbre sans penser qu un autre va manger les fruits
one of the most nightmarish common exchanges is someone describing The Thing that is Wrong With Them so accurately that their interlocutor doesn't have the heart to tell them they're right
Some letters are never meant to be sent.
In 1946, Richard Feynman wrote a love letter to his wife, two years after her death --He never sent it.
Last line: “I love my wife. My wife is dead.”
NEW YORK FUCKING CITY!!!!!!!!! MAMDANI!!!!! BAGELS!!!!! BACON EGG N CHEESE!!!! BROOKLYN!!!!! THE BRONX!!!!! HARLEM!!!!!!! QUEENS!!!!!! BIGGIE!!!! TIMBS!!!! HALAL CART. BODEGA CATS. JAYWALKING. PIZZA!!!!! FUCK ERIC ADAMS!!!! WE ARE THE GREATEST CITY IN AMERICA!!!!!!
It really is a miracle that HACKS was SO good for its entire run - it constantly subverted my expectations and every season they had a moment where my jaw dropped and another where I burst into tears. Sometimes they were the same moment. I'm so sad to see it go but what a legacy.