I think I said this last year, but I know that place, also. I grew up in Piney View, right up the mountain. And my Daddy grew up down in the New River valley near Prince. I never saw anything while visiting the Army Camp, Prince, Terry, or Quinimont. But I always got the creeps down there. I’ve never been certain if…

I HATE high rise jeans.  They’re uncomfortable - I absolutely hated jeans until the low rise stuff came back in the 90s.  I don’t really care how anyone thinks I look in them - if others can run around in PJs because “comfort!” then I want my low rise jeans. 

I knew EXACTLY where you were talking about before you named the river. I lived up the mountain in Piney View for most of my life - my daddy grew up around Quinimont and Prince and we were always on New River. My boyfriend from my teen/early adult years and his cousins/friends used to party down there - boyfriend had…

When I was in my early 20s in college I still lived at home (college was close and living at home cheap). I had gone to bed, and had my door propped open just enough for my cat to come and go. My dad was watching TV in the other room. It was a small house and the walls were pretty thin, so he kept the volume really,…

This makes me ridiculously happy.

Gastric stasis is a hellish thing.  We went through it more than once with ours. 

Somewhere over the Rainbow Bridge, my hare Little Baby Bunny is crying because she would have taken FULL advantage of this opportunity. 

You are my new favorite person.  Thanks!

My first thought when I read this was “Fae.  Gotta be some kind of Fae.”  You don’t hear too much about them in the US, like you do Europe and the British Isles, but I have never assumed they’re not here...

“Yes, I can walk just fine in these shoes.” “No, they don’t hurt my feet.”

Oh yes.  I learned what a “double standard” was in 5th/6th grade, when girls had to wear super long shirts over spandex bike shorts, and boys...did not. 

Are we living in an episode of South Park?  Because that’s what it feels like. 

People like him are why I left and also why I don't often admit to being from there. 

This was my exact reaction. WTH? 

Nope, I love them too and won’t wear anything else. High rise (and most mid rise) jeans jab me in the upper abdomen when I sit down and it hurts like hell. I don’t know how you all stand the dam things.

Wow, except for the floor to ceiling shades in the conference rooms, that sounds like the advisory company I worked for in Arlington, VA! We had a lot of the younger “CAs” come in on weekends and study for the CFA.

Yes please and thank you! 

It’s not the same level of creepy as yours, but I have a similar thing with a friend’s dad. He never once made any sort of improper comment toward me, or touched me inappropriately or anything like that. I just always found him super creepy.

I’m from the Beckley area and I will tell you this: it isn’t even close to Disney anything. It’s full of willful ignorance, people who still look to King Coal as if it were some sort of god. My grandfather worked those mines and my mother and her sisters came close to starvation more than once. Woe be to anyone who…

West Virginia Democrat is a completely different species.