I once asked my Mom if she and my Dad had been trying to have a baby when I came along, and her answer was “Well, we weren’t trying very hard not to.”
I once asked my Mom if she and my Dad had been trying to have a baby when I came along, and her answer was “Well, we weren’t trying very hard not to.”
These stories always blow my mind. I’m 7 months pregnant now.
I understand this, but the truth is that someone having older parents is not a guarantee they’ll be lost earlier. People die all the time—my father died in his early fifties (and I was nineteen). It can happen earlier—and it will happen inevitably no matter how you slice it. It’s not great, but it’s reality.
I worked with Micky Dolenz for a few months and he was wonderful. Always said thank you with a smile and eye contact when I handed him something or when he gave it back to me. Glad to hear more Monkees are also kind.
Davy Jones came into a Kinko’s I was working at once, to make a copy of a review of a play he was in.* He seemed tired, but was perfectly polite and gracious to our star-struck manager, who babbled about watching “The Monkees” when he was a kid. By the standards of Kinko’s customers (who tended to be rude know-it-alls…
Let’s all make a promise that when/if we become famous, we will all be Kevin Smith Famous.
off topic but i just learned that the scene where ZL asks David Duchovny, “but why male models?” and DD has a long exposition, after which, Ben Stiller forgot his line, so he just said, “but why male models?” again, which is amazing, but DD’s improvised reaction was so deprecating and spot on it made it in the movie.
What will it say about our world if Pentatonix sells more albums than Demi Lovato?
“So, your table stopped me and asked what kind of fish they had was because they thought you were lying to them; I told them it was cod and they asked why we didn’t have real fish.”
When I’m eating delivered pizza, as a I take a slice I flip it over and touch it to the cardboard then flip it again to cheese side up and put it on my plate.
These kinds of pieces come up from time to time and they always miss the most important part: teach your kids to ask what someone wants to be called, then call them that. They prefer Mrs. Snoghorn you call them Mrs. Snoghorn. They prefer Fat Amy, you call them Fat Amy. True etiquette is not calling someone something…
I don’t know, I’m generally very friendly and amiable, but the amount of bullshit I’ve put up with at the passport office has had me on the edge of screaming. For example, I had three consecutive passport photos rejected not because I was smiling, but because my face was too “smiley.”
God, I miss that show.
I would do anything for meatloaf, but I won’t do that.
The day that the Oxford Dictionaries release their new additions is MY FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR. Oh my god you guys, it is THE BEST. It’s like word-nerd Christmas only so so so so much better because you get to watch the spasms of outraged sphincter-clenching from people losing their tiny minds over the fact that…
WAIT FOR ME I’M COMING WITH YOU
Happy Hump Day, everybody! The world is a terrible, awful, cruel place.
“I am where Mentality has always come from. I am Mentality. I am an athlete. I am a scholar. I am a musician. I am an artist and a maker. I am also a fighter.”