It’s been a while, but I remember at Phoenix having to walk out through baggage claim, catch a shuttle, and then (obviously) go back through security to get to my next flight. This was nearly 10 years ago, so maybe they’ve made improvements, but I hate airports that do that.

Yeah, I thought the color was based on the traditional/basic ballet outfit: black leotard, pink tights, pink shoes. Pink shoes continued the line from the pink tights, which were in contrast to the black leotard. My teacher said something about how the black leotard was to highlight “alignment” in the torso, while the…

She must have paid so much for that non-distinct “model” face and that awful nose :(

Britney was at least somewhat pretty.

I think one possible line to draw, which you could maybe point to as being less arbitrary, is stopping before your child is old enough to remember breastfeeding. My earliest memories are from when I was about 3 1/2 years old; some may remember a little before that, so 36 months might be a safe point.

I also watched TLM on repeat as a kid, and I remember my mom saying something like, “Isn’t it weird how she falls in love with him and goes through all this trouble before she even meets him? That doesn’t make any sense. That’s a bad idea in real life.” At the time I was five or six and just thought “Whatever, Mom,”…

I think for the first month or two of his presidency, I could read them and laugh. But it stopped being funny and became just purely infuriating a long time ago.

If he was trying to come out with a “MeToo” story about Whoopi, then he should do that and she should answer for that. The way that she elaborated on the story made it seem maybe not so bad—like, if he approached her with questions, and she was like, “Look, come back in 10 years and I’ll tell or show you whatever you…

I grew up in Massachusetts as well, and I never read it. I didn’t even know it was written in Massachusetts—and does it take place there, too?

Thanks.

Thank you, I will check that out.

Well on top of everything else that happened in this crappy week, we found out that my dad has pancreatic cancer. The prognosis is about as good as it can be for pancreatic cancer (it’s small and early stage, operable, etc.), but that’s like saying it’s the tastiest shit sandwich that you can hope to eat.

But there’s more context than that. It’s like if you told your friend today that you were the man on the grassy knoll, and then 10 years from now the government offers clemency and $1 million to the person who was on the grassy knoll (it makes no sense why they would do that, but the example just needs some reason…

It was pretty clear that you were referring to Republicans alive now (or else you would have said, “they wouldn’t have been Republicans”). Maybe they think Abe Lincoln is still alive. I mean, it appears they even think Abe Lincoln has called them personally on the phone...

This birb’s name is Nalu. He’s a green cheek conure—the “cinnamon turquoise” color variant.

Excuse to share pics of my good birb:

Bleh, yeah, her face bothers me in the same way that Hailey Baldwin’s does. You can dress it up with makeup, but it’s ultimately a plain face with no character. I think Gigi is a lot easier to look at than Bella.

That’s a good point, and it reminds me of something else that drove me crazy: He puts way too much weight on his previous experience. It made me so mad to hear him rant about how no one had come forward during his other high-profile work (e.g., with Ken Starr).

My friend in college would put ketchup on rice, and I thought it was an abomination. I guess I shouldn’t judge what anyone else eats...except she definitely judged some things I ate (e.g., instant ramen), so I don’t feel bad.

I agree—I interpreted it as the present in an alternative timeline where different advances had been made (they have extremely advanced AI and virtual reality, but bad monitors). It’s an interesting idea that WWII or something had different outcomes—I noticed Owen’s apartment had what looked like a Japanese-style…