Anne-Marie Kinney

The way Phil Lynott says “me, I like sleepin’” in Thin Lizzy’s rendition of Whiskey in the Jar is in itself a Christmas song to me.

Never gonna stop listening to the radio because sometimes you get perfect synergy with the van you’re next to in traffic, Radar Love baby.

Today he was standing in the same spot but instead of a doorstopper he had a phone and a cigarette. Who corrupted my angel.

You want to talk about men reading performatively, none of you have anything on the guy in my neighborhood who stands in the street in front of his house every day reading a hardback for hours on end. He *is* a vibe though also I don’t actually know if that’s his house.

The big difference between me and my friends who don’t have kids is that I’ll find a yo-yo and a popsicle stick in the shower and that doesn’t really happen to them.

(Reading a novel with a third person narrator) who said that? (looking around the room) where ARE you?

Observed some parents being overly involved at the playground (“why don’t you go down the slide, buddy? You gonna go down that slide?” etc.), then the dad turned to the mom and said, “What is chateau bree-and?”

Non-summer version of this is a giant pot of beans & greens #troughlife

A great thing to do in the summer is make a giant pasta salad and just nibble from the same trough all week.

Real baller move for her big sister to chip a permanent tooth days later

Real baller move for 7yo to lose both front teeth over spring break

@davidviola Say it

Sitting on a Lindy West joke so terrible that it could serve in the Trump administration…

mine is degloving injuries

Every morning my inbox is like: horrors, horrors, inconveniences, new release from Fruit Bats on Bandcamp, horrors…

@ivamarie If it was Scooby Doo he gets a pass, more man than animal

@AnneMarieK Someone had a Great Dane at Costco a few weeks ago, utter chaos

I love dogs, have two, but no I do not think they should be walking around in the grocery store.

Hey fuck you health food store M&Ms, you think you’re better than me

@ivamarie I don’t even remember finding specific stuff, just the thrill of wandering through my granddad’s workshop and pawing at all my mom’s good cosmetics, oh to be an unwatched child!

@AnneMarieK God the day my friend and I unearthed a leopard-skin man thong in the secret drawer of her father — a man who I can now only describe as Irish Super Mario — maybe the greatest day of my life.

Torn between the desire to tell my kids my most treasured childhood memories are of snooping through grown ups’ stuff, and the desire to not have them snoop through my stuff.

Maybe I’m just a dummy but I think it serves me well in life that my internal monologue often sounds like, “oh my god eggs are so good” etc.

I love goods. But sometimes services just hit

My best tip for anyone trying to get back into reading is to remember that you can read books to avoid other responsibilities in your life, and it can become a vice if you play your cards right.