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Hot Takes About Stuff - September 30th, 2022
Because everyone is entitled to my opinion.
Trevor Noah is leaving The Daily Show. Having never heard of Trevor Noah when he was announced as the person who would fill the huge footprints left by Jon Stewart, I was a bit skeptical. My misgivings turned out to be unwarranted. For the last seven years, we have been treated to an outsider's point of view that was couched in intelligence, sharp observational instincts, and compassion. Oh, and yes, he is as funny as his predecessor. He often served as the voice of reason during some of the darkest years in our history so far. He will be missed.
It's PSL time! Yay. Seats to any sportsball game? No, that's not what I'm talking about. However, in my dotage I am starting to see why Hunter S. Thompson demanded subscriptions to Sunday Morning Ticket, Center Ice, etc. if he was going to write about sports. Watching games in my pajamas from the comfort of my living room with the excellent company of whatever furball happens to live here sounds far more appealing. For what it's worth, my mother, who starts every game by claiming she has no dog in the fight, is usually mad at somebody by the time the people in the box tell everyone good night and I'm ready to go stealth-watch What We Do In The Shadows and Corner Gas. But this isn't about THOSE PSLs. It really isn't. It's about pumpkin spice everything, something I'm already over and it isn't quite October yet. Would I turn down sugar-free pumpkin bread or pie? No. I've seen ads for latte mixes, ice cream (I'm vegan, foos!) and vape juice or whatever they call it. No pie. Mathematicians everywhere are weeping.
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It's PSL time! Yay. Seats to any sportsball game? No, that's not what I'm talking about. However, in my dotage I am starting to see why Hunter S. Thompson demanded subscriptions to Sunday Morning Ticket, Center Ice, etc. if he was going to write about sports. Watching games in my pajamas from the comfort of my living room with the excellent company of whatever furball happens to live here sounds far more appealing. For what it's worth, my mother, who starts every game by claiming she has no dog in the fight, is usually mad at somebody by the time the people in the box tell everyone good night and I'm ready to go stealth-watch What We Do In The Shadows and Corner Gas. But this isn't about THOSE PSLs. It really isn't. It's about pumpkin spice everything, something I'm already over and it isn't quite October yet. Would I turn down sugar-free pumpkin bread or pie? No. I've seen ads for latte mixes, ice cream (I'm vegan, foos!) and vape juice or whatever they call it. No pie. Mathematicians everywhere are weeping.
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