Okay, I’m gonna say it but with major apologies to those I know who are into all this stuff: I don’t get the paleo diet thing. Or really any other diet thing. Seriously, just eat what your body wants you to eat (within reason of course, and assuming you don’t have some kind of control issue, or a fascination with fast food and an aversion to fresh fruits and vegetables, or aren’t using food for comfort to an alarming degree…). I mean I think people get into trouble when they start fretting over what fits a certain dietary requirement if we’re not talking extra carbs because you’re mountain climbing all day for your job or something. It seems borderline obsessive and — ironically — unhealthy to me. But then, I still like to smoke the occasional cigarette so what the hell do I know? Yeah, eat what you want. I know nothing.
I’m going to just post some links because I want to get out for a run at lunch. I’m finally feeling some better — that headache lingered for almost a week. The little jerk. — and then I have some work to focus on this afternoon. So, here are some things to read and consider:
Maybe I’m a mean girl, but Paul Krugman deserves to be jokingly slapped about the head and neck. So pompous, so arrogant, so wrong. And yet so convinced of his own superiority. He strikes me as the kind of guy who might stumble while walking and get pissed at the person walking with him for seeing it. I bet he’s never laughed at himself in his life. Terrible quality.
And on that note, from my friend Curt, a website that sneaks the funny up on you. At first, it seems rote. But then this happens:
f*ck your pressuring people into sex, trying to “life hack” your way around “I have a headache and don’t want to have sex right now” isn’t clever, it’s assault
Also, I hear Curt’s voice in my head saying all of them. That’s weird and disturbing.
This article annoys the ever-living bejeezus out of me. It’s just so obsequious. “The economics of the Affordable Care Act make bros matter a lot.” You hear that bros? You matter, babies. You’re loved. Now show some gratitude. Bleh.
I don’t really see the wisdom in this.
Farrell posted this late last night and was rightly condemned for posting something this creepy right before bed. And it is super freaking creepy. My question remains: why wouldn’t the elevator doors just close? WHY?
New favorite Halloween movie. Norman is adorbs.: