I needed a haircut. That’s how it all started.

Ideas are passed over amid scrutiny of the exact words used to express them. We’re increasingly divided, and all hope for truly constructive discussion might be falling apart entirely.

I don’t know your name. I don’t know who you are or where you are or when we will ever meet.

This will undoubtedly become the new video that you and your friends turn on when you’re drunk-interneting at the end of the night.

No, not a journey necklace.

Get suckered into pretty packaging. Because the prettier the display case, the better the product, right? Maybe?

A lot of people throw around the phrase, “I’m a little OCD about x.” No you’re not, you dirty liar.

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff.

All too often, we find ourselves stuttering to justify or explain to other people how we could possibly not want to do the thing you are supposed to do after…

My only involvement in infidelity has been as the victim.

And, even though food service workers don’t love to talk about it because it doesn’t look good for their victim complex, they make pretty good money.

The first thing you must know about raising a boy without feminism is that you must never, ever allow him to cry.

The only woman who ever managed to put a ring on it is currently Roger Sterling’s wife, both in Mad Men and in real life. So he has good taste…