“...that’s the way this amateur sports league is set up. We’re supposed to be having fun, but all the money is in these basketballs that colleges play with. But it’s an amateur sport, we’re just here for fun. It’s not really that serious. So I guess any ball should be OK. [...] But in this amateur sport of college,…
I think he asked for her blessing to write a lyric saying he should collect on having sex with Taylor Swift for making her famous.
Moving from SF to Seattle turned me from an introverted self defeatist to a veritable Casanova full of confidence because nobody knew that I was riddled with insecurities borne of negative experiences.
This is a well-written, thought-provoking article.
A line I heard on NPR this morning, from a (dead serious) New Hampshire woman describing how they differ from Vermont denizens:
No, no... you misunderstand... her kids are white.
“I’m most afraid of the same as the last four years. Nothing in life is free, and that’s what really needs to be fixed here and in the whole country. The people are living off the system. The people that are coming in and we’re helping out more than we’re helping out our own. And school has to be fixed, we’re paying…
And they’re happy about it. Just wanted to add that so folks don’t forget. These people aren’t for the precious babies. They’re for murdering anyone who doesn’t agree with their anti-choice/anti-women lifestyle.
I’m for Bernie because I am a Liberal/Progressive. Hillary’s not. Understatements are us.
Pretty horrible, but sums up what many Hilary supporters believe. Somehow because I’m a woman I should be voting for Hilary because she’s one as well. Or I’m sexist because I don’t vote for Hilary. Everyone wants to talk about BernieBros, but Clinton supporters are just as bad (if not worse) when it comes to these…
He does have a shit-eating grin
Every single “nice” thing someone said about him, as quoted in this article, is pretty much textbook damning with faint praise. It’s pretty beautiful to witness.
Some people can’t help invading your space due to size, and that’s just the risk you take when you fly.
I was once in the window seat of a row of three. There was a gentleman in the aisle seat. As the boarding process ended, it became clear that the middle seat was to remain blissfully empty and I felt immediate relief, until the gentleman picked himself up, scooted over, and started to lower his ass into the vacant…
Also, unless there is an empty seat between you, NEVER push up the dividing armrest. It is down for a reason- my space on this side, your space on that side. This is a sacred and powerful divider. Even if parts of you are spilling under it and squeezing against my thighs, I can pretend that it impossible because the…