Every Friday, I send out an email detailing five things I've been thinking about that week, usually books, movies, tv shows, articles, and rants on random shit. Find every post here.
Approximately 10,000 horrible things happened this week, so I asked some friends to send me pictures of their pets as a palate cleanser:
Leia uses buttons to communicate and once kicked guests out of her house by repeatedly pressing the "all done" button until they vamoosed. Mouse
"Sending emails two Fridays in a row? Is she on a new brain drug?" No, I'm simply using my leisure time wisely to avoid crushing ennui and spiritual vacancy. Whether or not it's working is up for debate, but it's been fun
Picture it: you're at my house for Friday night dinner. I've guzzled 1 dirty martini and now we're sitting down to glazed woodcock with a side of truffled goose head. Because I'm just as smart and worldly as the Kennedys, I'
