It’s Demo Day here in Apt. 11D. I have an autistic kid who is freaking out about the mess and the change. “IT’S RUINED! MY HOUSE IS RUINED!” And there are waves of dust slipping around the useless sheets of plastic barriers. My head cold is two steps away from a sinus infection. How come my Demo Day isn’t the joyful event that happens on “Fixer Upper?”
The #MeToo movement reaches its hand back in time to get Clarence Thomas.
Really interesting commentary on assault weapons from an army veteran.
I saw Black Panther this weekend and was a little disappointed. It was boring. I fell asleep.