Seriously. Debbie Wasserman-Schultz, who is Jewish, is one of “those” “sneaky people”? It’s amazing what Trump gets away with— the shear volume of his grotesque, racist, anti-Semitic nonsense means that individual instances of what for a normal candidate would be a huge problem just kind of float on by with the rest…

Absolutely. Before I got to the “Yay people laughing” part I did the “God, get me out of here” part. People who wanted to tell me things. Ugh. But a lot of drunks are like that— we’re used to being isolated and fearful and shameful. We’re full of secrets. The very last thing in the world we want to do is “open up” to…

My heart goes out to you angel. Remember this: you don’t have to do it alone. I realize this thread has been a bit down on AA, but just speaking from my own experience, sitting in rooms with other drunks, who were happy to share their humiliations and misadventures, was the first step towards letting go of the…

Being scolded by Hillary truthers about not being “up to date” is like having a street loon belittle you for not paying heed to the fire snake jutting out of your chest.

I’m an old dude who completely identifies with Sarah’s story. Booze allowed a shy, bookish boy a way into fun and adventure, until it left me alone and wretched.

Well, anyway, I think it’s nice that at :40 Elliot and ET stopped to check on him, even thought they were in a hurry to get to the wooded clearing.

Awesome. I had no idea. Yeah, if there were a million beer league softball teams, and their drunken exploits all got posted to Youtube, I’m sure I’d be left with the impression that baseball was inherently violent towards the officiating.

So, I’m not a soccer fan, particularly, but I seem to see these posts on fairly regularly— player doesn’t like penalty, physically attacks the ref. Is that, like, a thing in soccer? Are there ever serious consequences (beyond sitting out a game or two)? I mean, it seems like..... that’s fucked up? That the actual game…

Hack. Hack hack hack hack. I hacked my diet! I ate less food! I hacked my brain! I read a book! I hacked my car! I changed brands of gas! I hacked a glib trendoid! With a meat cleaver.

Ipod. I-Tunes. You’ve never used an Apple device in your life, have you?

Lies. All lies.

Huh. So Janet Jackson just straight up lifted the hook to “Everywhere I Go” from the Full House theme? “Everywhere I go, every smile I see, I know you are there, smilin’ back at me” and “Everywhere you look, everywhere you go, there’s a heart, a hand to hang on to” with that first bit note for note?

Am I the only one that thinks all the (REDACTED) stuff just makes an already horrible account seem completely insane? Like, I read:

Still, sounds like VW is serious about building this:

Bay Area commuter here, drive the (new) Bay Bridge every day (looks like the photo from the story is the old Bay Bridge). And every day, I see a dozen or so motorcycles blast past me at 70 to 80 mph, in stop and go traffic. Or if the traffic is moving a bit faster, they treat the cars like pylons in a slalom.

Not sure that ascribing Blake’s powers of metaphor to Ms. Smith counts as “fair.”

So I’m assuming when Golden Gate closes out the series you’ll write a story about how Harden put on a spectacular show but narrowly missed going to the finals. And then you can write about what Harden would have done up against the Cavs, and if Golden Gate fails to prevail you can explain how Harden would have been…

Never said it was good. However, it’s not settled that it’s damaging the environment, after all if an earthquake happens and oil comes out, do we try to prevent those? Volcanoes release CO2 the world does not get warmer. Shouldn’t Beijing be incredibly hot with all the pollution? Point being we don’t know. Our gov’t…

I loved my 2001 5 speed Jetta wagon. 2.0T, leather, sports suspension, a blast to drive, sharp handling, all that. Right up till around 60k on the clock. "Sure", they said, "you like it now, but wait until you have around 60k on the clock. May God have mercy on your soul." "Not me", I said, "for I have maintained…

The driver's side headlight is beginning its inevitable transit towards fully facing you, at which point the car begins to speak terrible, terrible truths. While grinning maniacally.