Whoops, that should’ve been “Catherine Bach,” not “Barbara Bach.”

What a coincidence. I was (ahem) researching Barbara Bach the other day and saw this same photo.

I was an RA my last year of college and one evening observed some residents playing Hot Lava. I can’t remember if I wrote up the lot of them or if I joined in and ended up writing myself up.

He should do this for a few weeks and see if he can draw a paycheck.

The closest I get to that kind of insanity is putting my bike on its center stand and letting it idle in first gear while I clean the chain. That and standing on the pegs (while in motion) and leaning forward to check if my front wheel is wobbling.

So all this time the “NBC, Proud as a Peacock” jingle and NBC’s peacocked-shaped logo eluded this person.

Definitely.

I SO want to hug Ann Coulter.

Too soon! Too soon!

There's a RomCom plot in there somewhere. I need to get a copy of Screenwriting for Dummies.

Someone explain the 'Property Sticker' to me. In CA and NV I've only had to have a vehicle registration sticker on the rear plate.

MOAB = Mother of all Bottlenecks.

Yup. I can totally see that fender now. Can't see what it's attached to though.

Disagree. I think you'd see a good percentage of guns nuts unable to cope with the realities of a zombie apocalypse. They'd need several other survival skills besides facility with weapons—"mental toughness" being one.

I just can't.

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Whoa, market opportunity: Portable Lego kits for women to enable them to construct line-of-site barriers in social situations where there is a lack of available building materials.

Sporting a chubby right now.

I have a perverse attraction to Ann Coulter...just as an object mind you. She's fuck all as a person as far as I'm concerned