Dept. of Good Things
Today is Sunday
Tonight there will be a presidential debate, one during which hundreds of thousands of viewers will sit, waiting for the moment when Donald Trump finally, completely, mesmerisingly, permanently, unforgettably loses his shit for real, and sends the GOP into a death spiral* so complete that one could get sick on the juicy, deliciously rich schadenfreude.
But that's tonight. And perhaps I won't even watch, because I've already shouted myself almost hoarse this weekend, in the service of something far more joyous, which you'll see under the cut.
So today, this very sunny afternoon, I'm going to share with you two things:
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Tonight there will be a presidential debate, one during which hundreds of thousands of viewers will sit, waiting for the moment when Donald Trump finally, completely, mesmerisingly, permanently, unforgettably loses his shit for real, and sends the GOP into a death spiral* so complete that one could get sick on the juicy, deliciously rich schadenfreude.
But that's tonight. And perhaps I won't even watch, because I've already shouted myself almost hoarse this weekend, in the service of something far more joyous, which you'll see under the cut.
So today, this very sunny afternoon, I'm going to share with you two things:
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