Redbud. It’s got such pretty blossoms and the leaves are a really pleasing shape.

Plus birch beer is awesome

Sometimes it’s meant like “I’m about to ask what might sound like a dumb question, but I’m genuinely asking, so please take me seriously.”

Sometimes it’s meant like “I’m about to ask what might sound like a dumb question, but I’m genuinely asking, so please take me seriously.”

My brother-in-law says the dishes “need washed” and it’s nails on a goddamn chalkboard every time I hear it.

But why use such an awkward construction? Why not “please handle this” or “please take care of this”? Or even “please take the necessary steps to address this”? “Please do the needful” is saying Please [VERB] the [ADJECTIVE]. But the correct construction is to verb a noun. So you need a noun (e.g., “this”) to act on.

And additionally, “needful” is an adjective, and rarely ever used anyway. For example, you could probably describe a homeless person as “needful”, but it sounds awkward, and most people would say “needy” or “in need.”

Die Antwoord

Yeah also 4chan

Ooh I love this!

Hmm… you know what, that actually sounds kinda delightful!

Do you not have a VPN?

I like ondansetron … I just picture a dancing robot

Counterpoint: laundromats are some of the most boring and depressing places. Harsh fluorescent lighting, always some TV droning away with an annoying channel you’d never choose to watch and don’t want to have to hear, commercial machines that vary from one laundromat to another so as an occasional user, you never know if you need to bring quarters or if it’ll take a card, plus sometimes people feel entitled to take your clothes out of the dryer if they want the specific machine you’re using, etc etc etc. Plus you can’t just run a load at your leisure, you’ve gotta schlep all the way to the laundromat with your clothes and detergent. I get why they’re necessary but I’m glad I’ve got my own washer & dryer.

Stop it immediately makes me think of

you cried, and why you lied to me

Mine is Omentum.

I went to med school for a grand total of one semester before I realized it wasn’t for me. But during that semester I went through Gross Anatomy in which you dissect a cadaver bit by bit over the course of (IIRC) 8 weeks. Anyway in the abdominal cavity lies the greater omentum, a yellow net-like contraption that basically spans the stomach & intestines. It’s super cool looking, probably my favorite structure I encountered in gross anatomy.

My least favorite thing about gross anatomy - other than that one really stinky cadaver - was Netter. Oh my god I felt like that text became an extension of my body, I was never not buried in it, along with so many lists of mnemonics. I still remember the mnemonic Roman Togas Don’t Cover Balls to name the parts of the brachial plexus (Roots, Trunks, Divisions, Cords, and Branches).

It makes me feel peaceful and nostalgic, and weirdly grateful.

My Dad Wrote A Porno

Less of a genre, more of an era, but I absolutely love music from the '60s. It’s just infectious. Some of it is infectiously happy - e.g., Dancing in the Street by Martha & The Vandellas, or Dance to the Music by Sly and the Family Stone. Some is infectiously melancholy, like The Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel, or Abraham, Martin, and John by Dion. And some you just can’t help but sing along to, like Creeque Alley by the Mamas and the Papas, or Good Morning by Oliver. And of course all the amazing classic rock, experimental sounds, and folk music from that era! Even some of the novelty songs are super memorable (I’m lookin at you, MacArthur Park!).

Oh I don’t own one… they make crappy coffee anyway.