I watched this over my Thanksgiving break and am so in love. There are so many themes and ideas to dissect. I wish I could find a viewing party or discussion group about it. That’s how I found your post.

I’m no great thinker, but I’d love to hear others thoughts on what I see this series positing. Are there always bigger predators? When can you trust your understanding? What does survival look like, and how do you know you have achieved it? What really drives us, biology or intelligence?

All the seriously messed up stuff aside, this line made me giggle.

Some inside the White House called McEntee’s staff “the Rockettes and the Dungeons and Dragons Group.”

Wish I was back in Texas. The ocean’s no place for a squirrel.

Has the nonprofit applied for the Google Ad grant? Worth looking into it, if not.

They better hurry up and remake this so Lady Gaga can get the part.

Texit?

Whoa sibling. I didn’t understand your response until I looked through that comment history. Thanks for helping me to look deeper.

I very rarely use YouTube, but I’ve noticed that when I start listening to older top 40 or contemporary bluegrass, those videos drop in

Increasingly in my life, I’ve found this to manifest as an intolerance of frustration. Need a tool that’s not at hand? That project’s never getting finished. Anyone have methods for coping with this?

I found this that says it offers an online demo, but the actual demo link wouldn’t work from my computer. Maybe you’ll have success.

https://github.com/microsoft/unilm/tree/master/kosmos-2

You’re not wrong. Where’s my presidential candidate among them? I want to seed their campaign now.

This is essentially why I’ve had such a hard time with this. Yeah, it was rude to ask for her to keep my dog for an hour and a half while I had a meal out. That said, if you can’t ask for what you need from family during hardship, who can you ask?!

At the end of the day, I was asking to put my dog in her backyard for 90 minutes so I could grieve with my immediate family. It’s just so hurtful that she couldn’t attend the funeral, nor could she be bothered to let my dog exist on her property.

My Dad and brother attended. We were in my Dad’s hometown for the week, staying with different family members. We live 6, 18, & 36 hours’ drive away from that town.

I literally wanted her to allow my dog to exist in her backyard for 90 minutes.

On grad stuff, I’ve always felt as you do. I even gave up my seat so she could go.

It’s kind of amazing how insightful you are. My mom, Gin’s sister died years ago. She seemed to harbor some hatred for my dad, even though he had nothing to do with her death. She literally didn’t want them around.

Yeah, it was rude to ask for her to (only) house my dog while we had dinner. I believed that family do these kinds of things in times of loss.

It’s complicated by her resuming a relationship with my brother, who pressures me regularly to heal this.