It’s hot outside. Overlord is working on making the lair into a more frigid habitat until all of this bothersome sun goes away. The curtains have been drawn. The snow machine is on. I had a crate full of cloned penguins shipped in. These penguin clones are like carnival gold fish, they only survive long enough to make the atmosphere more festive. Oh, and you don’t want to name them, or eat them once they’ve dropped. Penguin disposal could be an issue.
Yesterday I set my hair on fire playing BBQ, and then I made a pie. Key lime. Never made one of these, but I’m in love, since it’s 95% sweetened condensed milk. Crack in a can.
I’ve been wanting to post this for some time. Are you gluten intolerant, or do you have scurvy? Unless you’re part of the 1% minority who actually can not digest grains, I’m going with the later.
Eat some pie, finicky food group eliminators. You are the bane of my existence.
Other things you can do with tiny tiny limes: The Lime L Richie shot!
On Scars. Dr. Brooke Magnanti writes about beauty, self acceptance, and her acne scars. Amazingly powerful stuff, considering the source. She is the once anonymous Belle de Jour, now completely open about how she paid for her degree as a call girl.
Other people have things you don’t. Big deal.
There is no such thing as the Most Beautiful Woman in the World (sorry Buttercup). Who cares? What is considered desirable is not especially worth getting hung up on. You may not be a six-foot Amazon so will never have legs up to your neck – but for all you know, that same supermodel would give her left arm to have your hair. This concept generalises to wealth, success, talent, and intelligence as well. Corollary 3a: Envy of other women’s looks is a zero-sum game, and uses far too much time and energy to be bothered with.
Dial a human got Shell E laid off from her first temp job. Well, that and the lisp.
Why you don’t have any friends.
Not safe for the uptight, The psychological underpinnings of submission and domination.
Farming with dynamite, never gets old.
Loki holding shit down…
Yes, I would put my brain in a robot body.
Have a terrible week. Overlord out.




