Exactly. Even barely awake first thing this morning, I saw a teeny tiny spider on my bathroom floor and my very first thought of the day was “ooh, better be careful not to step on that little guy.”

IDK, where I am right now it’s 12F/ -11C. Exposure would be totally free and pretty quick.

Biiiig yawn (crawls back in burrow to sleep till April).

No. I get it, we are all (rightfully) mad as hell. But I strongly believe that any pm photos need to be kept where her children will never accidentally see them. I’m all for survivors of state brutality self-publicizing, but her kids can’t consent to seeing that.

I smacked myself in the forehead with my phone three times to punish myself for reading this.

I jabbed myself in the eyeball with my jacket.

I’m hoping this is the one where they go to the lava in Mt. Doom (where Gollum DIED, remember?) and yeet themselves in. A satisfying conclusion.

Sometimes, it just lines up.

My cat doesn’t like me to touch his toe beans, but sometimes I can’t resist. Your kitty doesn’t seem to mind though. Very sweet!

Here’s a relevant excerpt:

Hi there, I’ll leave it to a wolf biologist to answer further, but I can recommend a paper if you want to know more: www.researchgate.net/publication/...

Substitute “pack” for “family” and “alpha male/female” with “mom and dad.” Adult children stay home and help with subsequent litters (their siblings) until they’re ready to move out and have their own kids. That’s basically it.

Which is more important? Eventually you’ll have the money again, but you can’t un-miss a concert.