Today marks the 70th anniversary of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. Article 1 starts “All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights.” The other 29 are just as plainly written, and fundamental. Take a moment and read it. 27(1) is my personal favourite.

I bought an amaryllis kit from an old Chinese man (or, Ace Hardware). It was, uh, you know, just stuck in among the zinnias. I paid a dolla’ ninety five.

Move On is so pathetic. Have your silly little protests about how sad you are a racist shitstain is no longer our Attorney General, you pathetic “liberal” scum. I’ll be over here celebrating that a literal confederate is no longer in charge of the Justice Department.

I’ve been an Amazon customer since 1997, and have never had a bad customer experience. Until today. Why would they allow sellers with 91% negative feedback over the past year to remain active?

Today marks the 5th anniversary of my time at Facebook (Or Faceversary, if you will). I’m proud to work at a company that’s gone from making the world more open and connected to giving people the power to build community and bring the world closer together, and look forward to the next 5 years doing unique things in some of the world’s biggest data centers. (It’s also the kind of place where the culinary team baked me a special faceversary cake!)

Just ordered a new Apple Watch. I surprised myself by choosing the later delivery of the Nike version rather than the immediate gratification of the regular space drab aluminum. Usually I’d eat the marshmallow.

Interesting observation when working with a non-native English speaker this morning: Overlooked and Overseen aren’t the same thing.

Today in Overheard dumb things racists say: “You can’t make funny movies anymore because everything has to be politically correct.” Shockingly, this followed a conversation about how amazing Joe Rogan is. I hate people.

I saw Mission Impossible: Fallout. It was mediocre, if I’m being generous. Plot holes were everywhere. All tech in the entire movie was hand-wavingly described as working over microwave, which requires line of sight that never existed. The nuclear bombs were on timers, but chasing the guy with the detonator was the climactic moment. If you haven’t seen it, don’t waste your time. 👎🏾🍿

RIP Rene Portland. Your shameful and dispicable homophobia and hate will be your lasting legacy, not any of the success you had winning basketball games.