It seems legitimately hard for people to lose weight and to keep it off. Glad it was relatively easy for me.

Hunger just doesn’t bother me. Most uncomfortable things I can withstand pretty easily. I know this makes me different from most people.

If I lose weight and my body needs 800 calories a day less than what is “normal,” here’s what I do: I eat 800 calories a day less.

Peer pressure, that I’m hungry, that it’s uncomfortable — all mean nothing to me.

But as noted, I might not be the most stubborn human on earth, but the contest to decide who is actually the holder of that title would never end as none of us would ever give up.

So I accept that losing weight and staying thin afterwards is difficult. But it just wasn’t for me.

(As an example of what I do that other people don’t, there were pastries brought into work today. I know they have a lot of calories, but I wanted one. So I ate it. But then I didn’t eat anything for lunch to compensate. So my net intake for the day will be the same or most likely a little less. This is how you maintain a constant weight.)

It’s weird how that when state that you don’t support Clinton, you’re automatically accused of being a “BernieBro.”

No, don’t support Bernie, either. At least not for president.

Aren’t there other candidates in the race, anyway? Why is that assumption made?

“BernieBro” is an epithet spouted when Clinton’s boot-lickers can’t think of anything more cogent to say.

Clinton: when you want an even more Republican Republican than Obama (oh, except she’s a little bit feminist to upper-middle class white women, never mind all the brown women she’ll kill overseas in her useless wars).

What Are Some “Perfect” Horror Movies?

The Shining is a terrible film. Always hated it. It’s an empty emotion in a dark room.

Here are my picks.

Trick ‘r Treat

Jacob’s Ladder

Hard Candy

The Descent

Nightbreed

Mullholland Drive

Let the Right One In

Evil Dead II

The Cabin in the Woods

That last one you’ll have to watch a lot of other horror films before you understand it, and grok why it’s perfect.

“Sarah” by Kate Miller-Heidke might be the best song ever written, considered as a whole.

What a perfect encapsulation of a moment, of an emotion, of a tragedy, in so few words. She has other great songs, but that one…all the nine Muses barreled into her atelier, bolted the door and refused to leave until they’d captured pure plangent truth and channeled it through her.

I’m working on a longer piece about the song — my first real essay in years — but just had to get that out there.