Utilikilt, more like.

Light box cafés are clearly superior to cat cafés. Sign me up.

If I ever have to live in a place with winter again, I want to move to Sweden, where they have light *rooms* provided by the national health service.

Just remember that north of 40º latitude for 4-6 months out of the year your skin can’t actually generate Vitamin D because the sun is too low in the sky. So you might as well SPF if you’re out during the day at that time of year. Anyone else hate the paradox of being a pale-skinned person with Vitamin D deficiency? I…

yes. Getting moderate no-SPF exposure is important and actually makes it less likely that you’ll burn through your sunscreen when you’re out in the sun for longer. I was worried about how much more sun I’d be getting once I moved from the East Coast to California, but I get much more consistent low-level exposure…

I’ve gone to the dermatologist for a yearly checkup since I turned 30 because of my family history of skin cancer (mother, uncle, grandfather all linked to the same scandi branch of the family that I get my melanin deficiency from). Sure it nets the doctors money, but any insurance plan should cover it.

Agreed.

Wyatt Cenac has been crushing it for years, so happy Amy’s a fan.

Oh man, late to this party, but I was obsessed with nautical disasters after a school project on the Titanic. That faded when there was some awful movie of the week on a plague outbreak in the US and I switched to reading all about plague and other epidemic diseases. I really wonder what the local librarians thought…

Aw, Lush! Miki was the coolest.

Yeah, moving from NY to Chicago at 18 was a shock. In New York in that era there were plenty of all ages shows at solid venues, and even most of the clubs were 18 to enter/21 to drink. It never occurred to me that the rules might be different elsewhere––the only other place I’d partied was DC, and I’d been able to go…

I saw them on that tour in Chicago. Easily one of the best shows I have ever been to: the sound was perfect, loud, low, and crystal clear, and the projections were amazing.

Aw, I’m late to this party, but my very fist show as a brand-new teenager was a Rock for Choice benefit with Bikini Kill and Veruca Salt headlining (what a good little Sassy-reading grrrl I was). That show had everything: girls to the front, Tuscadero telling off some asshole who kept yelling “play some Sabbath! Play…

I got everything from four to 12 years below my actual age (36); this is not surprising, though, I get carded any time I go near alcohol, and it’s getting to the point that people visibly startle when they see my birthdate. Nice to have it internet confirmed, tho.

Aggggh, did you have to make it worse? [Hilarious, tho]

Hahahaha. Do you know what sorority? My mom was at Cornell then and I know she went to that concert. She loves her some S&G....

Ughh. I bet he gets even redder, veinier, and has even less neck during the act. Shudder.

I remember reading a story on Hole back in the early ‘90s in Spin/ Raygun/ Creem/ AP where Kristen Pfaff (maybe?) was talking about sleeping with Dave Grohl and “sex so good it leaves bruises.” Warped my poor little 13-yr-old mind.

Duh. He’d li-li-li-lick you from your head to your toes.