I always appreciate a good tangent. My mom once said the best gift her parents ever gave her was her siblings. I have to agree.

It’s baffling because the new adult sharing is like a non-feature. If you’re okay with someone having access to your card for Amazon purchases, chances are you already share an account (like all 6 people that make up my family do.) While Amazon remembers your card info for future purposes, you can’t get the full…

Yeah, I was going to suggest “Slaughterhouse 5” and “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?” but it’s my thought that maybe these have been read by just about anybody because they’re quick and easy reads. Certainly, they are no “Infinite Jest”.

Am I the only one though who can’t bear the sequels? Like even the second two in the original trilogy? I read them and never picked them up again even though I have re-read Dune umpteen times.

Cries then cries again.

As a lady who is the same height as her husband I is sad about the seeming height differential in these shots :/

French in Action, y’all (Abbreviated in our syllabus as “F in A”.) It had everything you never knew you needed in educational entertainment: Shit old production, girl in 80’s fashions who never wore a bra, guy pretending to be American by just wearing a “Yale” tee shirt all the time, grown ass people having…

I grew up in the middle of a large concentration of Friendly’s. Love their ice cream (how can one not love that monster sundae?) Their food is fine on principle, nothing special, except you will shit for days. This last point is commonly acknowledged in my social circle and family. The SO was a Friendly’s virgin and…

I have a number of reasons and they’re all good. I give a random one out every time someone asks:

My dad sleep walks/drives/makes sandwiches. Once, picking me and SO up from the airport he casually pointed out a spot beside the highway and said “I woke up in that field once. I saw a turkey.” Not for the first or last time, my SO stared off into the distance and contemplated dipping his toe in my gene puddle.

We had a friend who was a runner. They’ll come home when they're hungry.

Oh, I wandered in and out during this episode and I assumed that someone must have let something slip about some lost children earlier.

I too struck out on my own at age 8. I took off in my Pow-pow-power Wheels Barbie Beach Buggy headed to the park where I planned to sleep in the slide. An hour later my mother came outside looking for me and I had made it an impressive suburban block and a half going at a top speed of 0.25 miles an hour.

My middle aged coworker has a flip phone he got excited because he got a message from his wife titled “do you want ass” and then he opened it: “...orted berry or tropical fruit flavor tums?”

I really love her music, but I have to agree that outside of the fashion and spectacle last night her performance was very blah.... Especially on “Bitch better have my money” the lip syncing was so off and inconsistent.

That sounds like something my grandpa would do. It’s so refreshing to hear a 90 year-old white guy go on an anti-Republican rant.

I hate when there’s talking in music, especially when they stop the music to say some insipid thing. I hated Gaga and Beyonces Telephone for this and now this video makes me foam at the mouth. Stop talking, I'm trying to watch a music video, dammit.

My mom would fangirl so hard.

My husband met Chelsea Clinton during a visit to his college and was absolutely smitten with her. To this day she is on his cheat list.