Stuff I’m grateful for in a sentence:

That horrific thing called Alan Chambers, of Exodus International, one of the world’s largest organizations that believes you can become “un-gay” has apologized (and come to his gosh darn senses).

The Supreme Court has ruled that genes cannot be cloned. Thank God, there can’t be another Ann Coulter.

Don Draper has finally hit rock bottom, and while it’s making me squeamish, it’s also fun to watch.

This dog has a butt that looks like Jesus Christ in a robe. Do I need to say anything more?

I slept 10 hours last night. I feel sort of rested.

There is a Latino “Brad Pitt” and his name is William Levy. And I mean, if there’s anyone we could use more of, it’s Brad Pitt.

A hand illustrated kick-ass map with no roads or towns, only adventures.

Hey, maybe we don’t need to be taking our vitamins. I can never get them down, anyway. Yay for me.

It may stop raining at some point in the near future (I hope, I think, I’m not totally convinced).

It’s Barcelona Wine Bar tonight to celebrate my awesome cousin Wyatt’s 21st birthday!