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My very incisive ex-boyfriend remarked that the most beautiful “blondes” are those who were born with dark hair. He said that “natural” blondes, of both genders, are not that attractive overall. They’re what my anthropology professor (politically incorrectly) called “northern European near-Albino.” Pallid, with

Given that he’s a European, maybe his next game could be something he’s closer to, like “Auschwitz Tetris” in which the players fill up a shower room with Jews, along with gays and Roma. Just think, it could be made even more challenging with the little children filling spaces between the adults. He’d grasp the

Hugs from me as well. There is a whole world of people out here sending thoughts of love and respect your way.

Oh are those babies cute!!!!!! They are actually smiling.

I hear your anger at the fact that Sheri Fink is so professionally connected that it’s her voice that defines (and it appears inaccurately in some ways—- I haven’t read it) the Katrina tragedy for a large audience. Her ability to leverage her original article has garnered high honors, but you can’t exactly blame her

Exactly. Your vagina is your "birth canal" so to flick that, she would need internal access. She may have flicked her mons veneris. That doesn't sound as hip as "vaj" tho. "She flicked my mons?" Nobody would even know what you were talking about. Maybe "she flickd my cooch?" That would make sense in a more general

We may be dealing here with not only a culturally but perhaps a biologically wired trait that females compete with each other for male attention. Natural selection is still at work in our species —- witness the territoriality and sometimes risible, sometimes tragic adolescent male competition for females. We’re just

She should keep trying. (BTW UC Santa Cruz is a gem.)

Your post is so full of inaccurate generalities and your own unsubstantiated impressions that it’s essentially meaningless. “Get a fucking life” is also a unimaginative, worn-out cliche based on absolutely no information whatsoever.

Here in California, a person who is drunk, drugged, unconscious or asleep cannot grant consent.

You sound like a great mother. Your daughters do you proud. And no, they certainly do not need sororities to succeed. I’m frankly astounded at all the attention paid to that system overall. (Of course I attended Berkeley in the early 70s, when sororities and frats were so irrelevant that they rented out rooms to

What a deeply moving, beautifully told and authentic piece of writing. I recall in 7th grade a girl was rumored to have “done it” with her own father. The whole school passed the tale around with great relish. I recall wondering how that poor girl, whose family was broke, and who appeared very bedraggled, tough, and

So true, and it’s a relief to see that I wasn’t alone. My father adored Peanuts back in the Fifties for its sardonic wit, which matched his own view of life and people. Peanuts was really dark and radical back then, compared to strips like Blondie. The conflicts and existential despair of Charlie Brown, who was the

My ex-husband, who is an attorney and an alpha+, got sole custody of our daughter —- after leaving me for another woman when she was 4 years old, with me having visitation. It was utterly heartbreaking and humiliating. Everybody asked me why he had custody, like, what was wrong with me? Didn’t I want her? I suffered

The older I get the more I become convinced that true empathy, not just lip service, is a rare and complex phenomenon. We’re hard-wired to be able to “read” others; that’s an evolutionary survival trait. But to actually feel the pain of another and respond to it in a positive way is expensive in terms of

Seems to be a pattern of a desire for attention, even negative, abusive attention if it has to be that, particularly if they’re not getting much acclaim in “real life.” They are observers and outsiders, angry, lonely, who want the mantle of power that polished, popular people wear so effortlessly. So they use a

Conflict scares and worries me, but I summon my courage and try to be diplomatic if I so have to confront somebody. My sister, though, has an incendiary temper beneath a veneer of sweetness. Anybody who crosses her first gets what I call a “shot across the bow” —-she’ll warn me that my issue is causing her heart to

Banging often isn’t something intended. It happens through propinquity. That's what at least half the rom-coms are about.

I remember our neighbor shooting a gopher in Minneapolis when I was a child. That did it for me. I’ll never understand how somebody can personally end the life of a sentient creature. But my distaste for hunting (rare big game is an outrage sui generis) is tempered when I think of animal farming, so much more

Aw, why be mean and petty? So she didn’t choose the design school flavor of the week font. She chose what she liked. A little typo, big deal. Why use this forum to rip into her? I don’t like supercilious; there’s enough that really merits satirizing in the world.