Being a person doesn’t give them the right to someone else’s body to survive.

Unless we’re legalizing forced blood, liver, marrow, and kidney donation?

Based on watching my Borzoi decide whether or not to sneak into the kitchen, I’d say yes.

To be fair, being married to a previous president is more experience than most people have.

Being suicidal weighs about 50 pounds for me.

I’d not change much, just my suicide weight, a couple of functional issues, and a few troublesome moles.

Somebody skipped the checks and balances lesson in 10th grade American History, eh?

No, makeup and crap. I was pretty furious. Luckily that’s the worst so far.

Stole from their workplace. It was awful.

Absolutely. Mostly because I don’t consume much entertainment. Movies and TV really shape how people think.

Don’t call the non-emergency line when you have a parent with a spare key.

I shouldn’t need to ask you to put it in the dishwasher every time you use a fork.

Why is there a pile of dirty socks on the stairs?

I should be able to use my own couch/ sink/ toilet/ counter without having a fight about it.

Until you’re out of the house, it doesn’t matter whether you’re 18 or not, I still expect you to not do anything illegal.

This is just part of the 5 S’s technique.

https://www.healthline.com/health/baby/5-s-baby

Of them, I found swaddling, swaying/rocking, and shushing/singing the most effective for my kiddos.

You know, LARPers.

The thing most companies are missing is to design the AI experience. What happens when it fails? Are we making options available for those who want a standard experience? Do we even have an elegant feedback loop to mark when it fails? Are we accounting for different pitches and accents? How about speech impediments?

I’m a designer focusing on AI, but a lot of companies haven’t even realized they need a designer for this. It’s like we’re the conscience of tech, and listened to about as often.

Just so you know, these guys are invasive and do their best to kill native species of birds.

I hope to never go back to office. Remote has been a life changer. I have time to keep weeds out of my garden. The flexibility to have workers at my house whenever they are available. The freedom to set up my desk how I like it. Time to eat breakfast. I don’t get headaches every day any more from the lighting. I get to go outside during breaks for some sunshine time. I’m here when the kids come home.

My work is more focused. No more road stress. I may be able to move to a place I can tolerate. No more wearing makeup that is bad for my skin. No more having to pack a lunch. My life is infinitely better without having to commute.

Reproducing doesn’t grant meaning. Sheesh.

That’s not even close to true. Don’t believe what Hollywood and Disney are trying to sell. Having a partner doesn’t grant meaning or satisfaction with life, nor does not having one bar you from either.

The kind of people who are happy with someone tend to also be the kind of people who are happy single.

“Forever Alone” is a carrot, not a stick, my man.

I remember the day I finally realized I was being left alone. It has been glorious. Best part of getting older. It’s so nice to simply exist in my own space.

I think that’s one of my earliest blocks. Lol.