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Samantha Bee is -- oh good Lord, I was going to say she's the bee's knees

According to my Democrat friends, the Republicans basically drunkenly vomited all over themselves at last night's convention. I suspect they are somewhat biased. I wouldn't know, because I was watching Revenge on Hulu (it's based on LITERATURE, you guys).

This'll be a fun next couple months.

Then in the midst of convention drama, I saw people linking to Samantha Bee's Daily Show report, which is brilliant/hilarious and I think I've watched it five times so far:


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And I remembered that I read her book I Know I Am, But What Are You? last year, and it was my totes favorite, but then I forgot about it. I HAVE FORGOTTEN NO LONGER. You guys, she's wearing a bee costume on the cover. Read it. It is hilarious. And wonderful. And I think I liked it better than Bossypants, but I should also admit that I wasn't that into Bossypants (I know).  She fricking stole cars in her teenage years. What non-drug-addicted celebrity does that? Samantha Bee. And she's married to another Daily Show correspondent, and they both continue the weird tradition of almost all our hilarious people coming from Canada, and WHAT IS UP WITH THAT. WHY ARE THEY ALL CANADIAN.

Doctor Who starts tomorrow, and today's episode of Pond Life (all eps available on the BBC's youtube channel) was SO SAD. They've been airing all week as preparation for the new series and they're put online at noon UK time, which is 6 a.m. here. I have a friend who is Also a Grown-Up, and we've been texting each other about it all this week at times no one should be awake. It struck me that it's rude to text someone at like 11 p.m., but 6:30 in the morning is FINE because -- job. This is not how my college self saw life. I should always awaken after the sun is up. As God intended.

HAPPY FRIDAY RANDOM POST. Here're Nine, Ten and Rose inspecting the Eleventh Doctor:


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