She tells me the hard part is that she’s lying to me about everything, and, instead, these concepts are hard.
My wife is explaining praxis and habitus to me. I feel like I am missing what makes this complicated.
I don’t care what happy people think.
- My Wife: You really are the worst person.
- Me: I'm going to hell.
- My Wife: I love you a lot.
- My Wife: Are you okay?
- Me: I can't remember how to flip you off with my feet, so... no, not really.
My transcription rate has slowed to a near standstill because I hate someone on the tape. I swear I’m a grown up.
The next time I hear someone claim that elected Democrats have been moving towards progressive extremes in a way that is even slightly comparable to the shift towards radical conservatism among elected Republicans, I am starting a new drinking game. The rules will be that any time I’m tempted to talk to someone who isn’t my wife or my closest friends, I drink until I lose the urge.