For the past week and a half I’ve been cleaning the office. Not a “I haven’t dusted in a while” cleaning, but a “I’ve been throwing crap into boxes and throwing boxes into the closet and fuck has the office turned into a shitpit” cleaning….

The delivery dude brought me some joy in a box this afternoon.

I have three years of negatives I wouldn’t mind digitally archiving, and I’ll no longer have to take a picture of a piece of paper and hope it turns out well.
Small pleasures.

Robin Morgan has an excellent essay posted at The Women’s Media Center regarding the Clinton/Obama debates, Goodbye To All That (#2).
Goodbye to the double standard . . .
[...]
Goodbye to the toxic viciousness . . .
Carl Bernstein’s disgust at Hillary’s “thick ankles.” Nixon-trickster Roger Stone’s new Hillary-hating 527 group, “Citizens United Not Timid” (check [...]

While some people can’t be bothered to pick up their dog’s poop until it’s too late, there are those who can’t even pick it up with a scooper. Fortunately they can order the PooTrap:

When I first watched this video I thought it was ridiculous that folks would have a problem using a pooper scooper [...]

When I saw this in the theater I squealed: