I enjoy when someone points out the hidden horror of a benign thing.

This one is for those who know those who are fans of Hallmark movies.

My mom wanted to go to the Dollar Store, so we did, and I found this item while waiting in line at the check stand. It is not sneaker cleaner, as the price tag suggests.

I’m not sure I would trust the results of the VeriQuick pregnancy test sold for about the same cost as a candy bar. But there must be some market.
This pretty much sums up the Roomba conundrum.

2-3 days per week as I’m moving furniture out of the Roomba’s way I marvel that I would rather do that than spend five minutes sweeping. Even though putting things up and taking them down takes longer than five minutes.
As for this, someone on the radio commented that Google’s search function has given not-great results for the last year while they pour money into AI.

It was one of those moments when someone’s words illuminate the thing that had been low-key bugging me, but I had no words for.
I grabbed this so I could read it to Matt, because I knew he would laugh. He did.

I also laughed. I like how the writer is getting ahead of themselves. The couple has been seeing each other for three months, and this writer has them past the alter and at the reception. But I also think the writer is humorous and could probably do a great toast.