Peppermint
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Peppermint

The pocket ripped in my (ancient, and second-hand) winter coat. Usually this is a nuisance because my phone falls into the space between the lining and the outer layer. It’s fantastic on winter Sprint flightsbecause if I’m worried about my bag being too big to go under the seat, I can upload my shirts and underwear

Damn, and I thought that mass-follow was a belated recognition of my shining wit.

In spite of (because of?) the stuffed horse, it’s more tastefully decorated than my apartment.

The strobe lighting in the ball pit might be a bit much mixed with recreational drugs.

NPR had a related this-isn’t-really-about-Trump-courting-minority-voters take, which is that (1) although minority voters strongly dislike their communities being represented as hellholes, (2) this may actually be calibrated to draw in suburban white women who could see Trump’s “I’m going to improve the inner cities

I learned about buzkashi from a USDA guy who said the local Afghan teams kept trying to recruit him because the horse he brought with him was better than the local stock.

No, they get shitty ribbons.

Counterpoint: buzkashi.

People would care about horse sports if we brought chariot racing back to the Olympics.

Would you could you, on a train? Would you could you, on a plane?

Photography issue. Human eyes are smarter than a camera, so what you see might not be what the camera captures. Try taking a picture where your camera is in between you and the brightest light source available, e.g.: “sunny window -> your hand holding up phone -> your face.”

The difficulty which is the end result (the further you get from the mean skin tone, the worse your options get) is similar, but the reasons for the problem (the conventional beauty industry spent a long time not wanting anything to do with non-white ladies versus most companies just not catering to the ghostly end of

Deferred prosecution (“don’t fuck up on probation for X period and the conviction won’t go on your record” — it goes by different names in different courts) is used to the benefit of first-time POC offenders across the country on a daily basis.

The prosecutor wanted jail.

This deferred prosecution (“stay clean for X period under supervision and this will come off your record”) thing isn’t necessarily a white boy thing, or a rich kid thing, or a sports thing, or a sexual assault thing. It’s a first-time-offender thing, and, depending on when this guy committed the assaults, a juvenile

Commenter upthread says Edwards asked Obama to hold off on a visit until things were less hectic.

Gawker and its sister (sister) sites have enabled me to get every “Wait Wait... Don’t Tell Me!” question right since I started reading in 2007.

The world wasn’t prepared for Bleach ending and Ash winning a League in the same week.

At least they won’t have to stop bashing Donald Trump.