Hospital
May 13, 2024
Twelve-Year-Old: Oh God, I’m in a Russian hospital!
Corruption
April 11, 2024
Me: Is that Münster?
Friend: No, it’s corruption, incompetence, and corporate greed.
Me: Is that a kind of cheese?
Hawk
February 21, 2024
Friend: I’m kind of a hawk. I want to bomb Iran.
Irritable
January 14, 2024
Otherwise Liberal Man Whom I Respect: The one ultraconservative, anti-abortion woman I know is squarely in the “unfuckable” category—irritable, obese, psychiatric problems. I mean, I’d bang her, but I doubt anybody else would.
Convention
December 31, 2023
Non-Veteran Friend: Isn’t that the Geneva Convention? You can’t leave a dead person behind?
Veteran Friend: That’s called a “dead check,” and it’s frowned upon.
After Us
December 12, 2023
Colleague: Thor? Thor is coming after us?
Mourning
November 30, 2023
Me: I’m not going to Julia’s today. They’re probably in mourning for Henry Kissinger.
Airdropped
September 21, 2023
Me: I just learned that per contra is also a term in financial bookkeeping. And it doesn’t just mean, “cash payment airdropped into the jungle.”
Kissinger
September 19, 2023
Fifteen-Year-Old: I don’t know who Henry Kissinger is.
Me: I don’t know if that’s good or bad.