BoyHowdy
BoyHowdy
BoyHowdy

oh man I miss Muay Thai. I took one on one lessons with a male fighter about 2 times a week for over a year, we became great friends and I grew to really love it... annnd then I moved, and just never got back on the wagon. I think I didn't want to replace him ;-)

Yeah, I was worried that it was something along those lines. Opportunity blown, dammit! Ahh, well. I probably won't see it, anyway, because the subject matter will make me sadangry — the worst kind of angry.

Disappointing, but not shocking. (I also read a lot of "maybe she was in sweatpants?" deflection. Which — classism of that aside — is just a highly fallible way to gauge the wealth of many people, in my anecdotal experience.)

Well, I would, yeah, but I'm reading a lot of commentary from others (here and elsewhere) where people seem to be taking her tweet as evidence that she wouldn't. I'm just feeling like she's playing a bit of PR CYA.

Maybe I'm being cynical, but I felt like that was some preemptive damage control, before the commentary from middle America switched from "how dare you disrespect oprah!" to "what the hell were you doing trying to buy a $40K purse, Oprah??"

Now here comes the gimmick, like it or not. Framed as Lovelace recounting her life story to a polygraph examiner (at the behest of her publisher), the second half of the film retraces the first half's steps, pulling back just enough to reveal the dark corners we missed. Damning cuts are restored to life. Certain

You're welcome, I only wish I could find an appropriate accompanying "sneaking on tip toes" gif, I know there is one out there. But Looney Toons has failed me, thus far.

(My first thought was that he was some poor janitor/hotel staffer who was trying to subtly "sneak" his way to the other end of the room, freezing every time Bikram looked his way. I can't stop laughing at the image.)

Note to all — just noticed my goof, that pic I posted (that I got from google image) didn't have any of the artist info/signature attached, so I tried to locate some. Looks like it was created by this person (I'm not so good at the internets, and can't seem to find her name on her site) and you can see more of her

I honestly hated the aesthetic of that movie. It took away all the realism and made it cartoonish, at least for me. Not my taste.

I am a yeehaw, breadwinnin', pink hatin', pants wearin' kind of woman. I came by it naturally and EARLY — I was a tomboy, of the uncool, non-athletic geek variety. I was the girl who preferred to go shirtless in the summer with her preK male friends, wore ties on picture day, shaved her head in elementary school,

Amazeballs, thanks.

(I misunderstood)

Holy shit. I never realized how much Christina Aguilera looks like Cyndi Lauper!

Exactly.

I only found him sexy after seeing/hearing him play an American. In his natural accent I can only ever see this, and my lady boner is no more...

I'm for it.

Wait... you "regularly" had sex up to every two hours in frequency?? How did you fit that in with all your gaming? (... perhaps we passed our unemployed hours differently.)

Wait'll you see her registry.

Oh God, Moone Boy, as if I didn't heart him enough. I had no idea he was a writer! The ep "A Bunch Of Marys" where the mother and her proto feminist friends campaign to get a female elected had me peeing the couch. That exchange between them and the passing matronly woman ("all that stress. I wouldn't want to do