Luckwouldhaveit
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Luckwouldhaveit

Would you please take your bestie to happy hour and buy her a cocktail for all of us replying on this thread? She deserves a cocktail.

Yes, but I was popping in to say the same, lest some Kitchenette reader try to steam fish in wax paper and complain that it tastes like a melted birthday candle. Because I care.

My nephew wanted to name his little brother Soupy. Because he liked soup.

I love Miranda July and I love fart jokes, so this App is all I need to achieve true happiness. Thanks, Lindy.

*easily preventable cancer that won't likely appear for 20-30 years.

Gah, that one bugged me so much.

I hate-read her every damn week, live chat too. Go to Carolyn Hax and Dan Savage for good advice.

I would like someone with more talent than me create a montage of Okra getting a RomCom-style makeover - getting a sassy new haircut, trying on every shoe in the store, and then walking off into the distance while carrying a ridiculous amount of shopping bags. Okra's friends Collard Greens and Black Eyed Peas are also

No, just because her and her husband's beliefs do not respect women as autonomous people does not mean that we should also adopt their misogyny. She's responsible for her own hatred.

Yes, an HBO series so it can be filthy.

I think you mean to correct my use of him/his in my comment, and if so yes, you're absolutely correct. I should have written "through a world that will treat him or her differently based on his or her race. . ."

I have to have this conversation all-the-damn-time in adoption and foster-adopt communities. So many people approach transracial adoption with the attitude "I'm colorblind, I don't see color" completely oblivious to the fact that the rest of the world will see your child's race and that you will fail your child if

Or they'd complain that he took the cheap way out by doing the ice bucket thing instead of donating money (at least that's how I understand this thing working), so now the President would be a cheap Muslim non-citizen etc., etc.

I buy whole rabbits at a butcher shop in Seattle's Pike Place Market. For some reason, the butcher uses clear plastic bags, so I regularly freak out the tourists by walking around with what looks like a skinned dead cat.

Started a temp job in an insurance defense law firm on September 12, 2001 - yeah, the day after *that* day. The office mail clerk was a woman in her late 50s-early 60s who was a bit ditsy and also very tightly wound. So one day, a couple of weeks after I started, I hear a commotion by the reception desk and look up

I think there's a movie like this for every generation - the first movie you see as an 18-24 y.o. that feels like it "gets" you/your generation. For me it was Reality Bites, which while not as terribly heavy-handed and twee as Garden State, was still overwrought and mirror-gazey. The My Sharona scene is still the

I always thought his accent was straight up Foghorn Leghorn. I say, I say.

Gah, George. For someone who's created a very imaginative universe, you don't have much of an imagination when it comes to sex, gender or race.

OMG if you two hang out in Seattle, can I come too? I can just sit at the next table or run to the bar to buy your next round or play your favorite music on the jukebox.

In some states and rural areas, religious-based adoption & foster organizations are the only options available. So, while you may be able to go to an agency that shares your values, others cannot.