Morning, friends!
I’m up early today because, being the good wife that I am, I got up at 5:30 to take my hubby to the airport. He’s off to Chicago this weekend to see some shows with friends and is also conveniently going to ship some of our last remaining items to us from our storage unit there.
Yes, Chicago, the Rattiest City in the US™. It just reminds me of the story I told some weeks back about riding around and seeing a monstrous rat right before we left. Surprisingly, though Chicago’s “award” (8th year running!) actually came to my attention because of a press conference in NYC (or really, just the quotes, like "This is not Ratatouille. Rats are not our friends.") — they’re also dealing with rats, and are trying to reduce the amount of time the city’s trash is out on the street.
NEW, SHORTENED HOURS AT THE RAT KING’S RAT BUFFET FOR RATS! THIS AIN’T RATATOUILLE, BUT IT’S STILL ALL YOU CAN EAT GARBAGGIO!
Wow, okay, that was kind of an immediate rat onslaught. My b.
I spent Tuesday through Thursday this week in an in-person work conference (sponsored by work, with coworkers as speakers) which has been interesting but I’m also very glad to be working from home today and in sweatpants. My human contact limits have been drastically reduced since 2020, and I’m not mad about it. Plus I’ve got the whole house to myself this weekend, so it’s just silent in here. *chef’s kiss*
I’m *virtually* attending the keynotes for the Erma Bombeck conference this weekend, plus taking an online class, so it’ll keep me busy but in a quiet, I-can-still-wear-house-slippers-and-no-makeup kind of way. The dream.
Okay. Enough about me. Onto my selections from the drama of the internet this week.
Salad Freak
Lettuce start with Liz Truss.
And now, onto some dressing drama.
Sorry to report that my husband yells “Your boyfriend’s on!” every time he appears on CNN to talk statistics.
I couldn’t even get to everything in this tweet in this newsletter if I wanted to. James Corden’s wild omelette order and bad behavior, PLUS Emma D’Arcy’s drink of choice. I am online too much. But…this is why we are here.
I’m Being Personally Attacked
Wholesome Fun
Randomly Selected Animal Cutie
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Sigh. Substack is complaining my email is too long again. Making a couple cuts and…that’s it for me this week! Have a great weekend!
K