Easrlier today, when I drove past the aforetumbld stripmall, this song was on the radio and had just gotten to the 3:30 mark as I pulled up to the stoplight and I was in the car by myself. So basically my brain looked over at the signs in the storefronts at that moment and was like “FUCK”
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That thing where you see an old man who looks like your stepdad, and you realize that your stepdad actually is an old man, now, somewhere, and is deserving of neither disgust nor fear anymore, and you’ll also be an old unfearable man someday, and you realize that not seeing you grow up is probably the saddest thing to ever happen to your stepdad.
Lion Sandals. Ghana, C20th (via The Metropolitan Museum of Art)
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After some talking and crying, the truth surfaced: The reason the “problem student” behaved so badly is because he knew that if his tantrums were chronic, he’d be sent home. And that was a good thing, because when he was home, his mother couldn’t work as a prostitute. He couldn’t tell any of his teachers this, of course, because then he’d run the risk of child welfare services taking him away from his mother, and he needed to be there to protect her. The boy never hated school, he just loved his mom more. This is how you get so much rage into such a tiny body.
I think about that little boy every time I read someone like Gene Marks, the Forbes writer behind “If I Was a Poor Black Kid,” complain that minority children just aren’t working hard enough.

Finally, a reason to use Google+: My ten-year-old niece is on it.
I really dislike the concept of #whitepeopleproblems, because the implication that people of other races are too poor to have boring iPad complaints = racist. But then last night I slept weird on one of my eyebrows? and half of it stuck straight out all day like an Isaac Asimov sideburn? and during my fourth office-bathroom-mirror attempt to calm it down, it occurred to me that I might be experiencing an actual legit #whitepersonproblem (!)
gonna be a loud night (by sonmisonmi)
there is no doubt in my mind that that eel really likes me
work weekend remnants
I know the racial equity movement is making headway when I get targeted porn spam referencing it
Earlier today at our orphan thanksgiving at my mom’s apartment in Berkeley, I tried to tweet this photo of the television as part of my #thanksgivingdogshow livetweet session. My phone didn’t feel like sending it to Twitter. Maybe it wanted to keep it for itself. Anyway, about ten of our friends and friend-of-friends came over and brought a cornucopia of food and we ate it and watched one episode of Carpool Showdown, one episode of classic Dance Party (a ’70s-themed episode from 1991), and three episodes of modern Dance Party (which has done an admirable job of retaining the dancer diversity that made the original Dance Party so great). It was all fantastic.