I was there too - what a great show!

I lived there as a tween in the early 70s, pre-pipeline, and I remember going with my mom to the grocery store and seeing the dreaded sign: SORRY, BOAT DELAYED. We were also there when Anchorage got its first McDonalds (a dubious achievement, I know) - there were literally lines around the block. It was a great place…

If only you lived in West Virginia, you would know the happiness of pepperoni rolls. That's the real deal, man. Cinnabon just wishes.

I use it as primer too - it's terrific! $6 a tube and it's pretty much indistinguishable from the $40 Smashbox stuff.

Another RIGHT ON, from the progressive side of the tracks in West Virginia.

I think that happens quite a bit - or at least it did in my circle, and I went to a pretty nondescript state school.

Unless they're white, in which case they = death, or sometimes death + penises.