angstspork
AngstSpork
angstspork

Thanks for your sacrifice! Because of you, Niners fans living in Colorado won't have to listen to the game on the radio, diluting our legal bong water with tears.

Crickets are underrated as household pests. The big ones are HUGE and jumpy. So incredibly vile.

Crickets are underrated as household pests. The big ones are HUGE and jumpy. So incredibly vile.

I'm obsessed with that show. She is so good! I loved The Closer too... Nice to see women in power on shows that aren't about the fact that they are women in power.

Boobs, yes. Large, explicitly sexualized portraits of bizarrely proportioned women that my son has lots of questions about, no.

Cash. My son had a friend named Cash. Fun Fact: we ran into Cash & his dad at the pool. Dad had a HUGE back piece tattoo of barely-clad pinups on motorcycles. I like tats, but that was a bit much for family pool time.

Conversely, as someone with enormous black bristling brows that I tame somewhat unenthusiastically, I get sick of the nail salon ladies giving me side eye for refusing to wax them. I mean, I vaguely shape them, and I keep the center clear- are there rules beyond that?

Let's buy her a mixer together. Or at least a good potato masher. Dying alone doesn't mean dying without kitchen appliances.

For the sake of argument, who's to say that 'grit' isn't a protective factor for people who manage to survive & thrive in the undeveloped areas if the world? Limiting it to a first world context seems elitist.

Why not books? Reading is a skill most 5 year olds are trying to master anyway.

Precisely my thought. I'm not (consciously) racist; I'm a snob.

Agreed- it was the only male ensemble that rated a second look.

My sister, the vet, is the cool aunt who doesn't do diapers. Sure, she fingers animal assholes professionally, but apparently diapers are beyond the pale.

Kids are SUCH a pain in the ass that you'd better make sure you want them before taking the plunge. I very deliberately had mine, and thus have only myself to blame.

I have a nice fakey fake tree, so I just ordered 3 candles. Presents! For me!

I guess my husband went to high school with someone who works for this publisher. Apparently their usual stock-in-trade is fad-diet books and other bottom-of-the-barrel self-help schlock. So, you know, par for the course.

Totally. I'm an IUD-having, gay-marriage loving Catholic. Shockingly, haven't been to church regularly this year.

We had a 2011 Highlander. I loved it. On 11/7 a guy in a giant pickup rear-ended me, pushing me into the commercial truck in front of me. My Highlander was totaled, but my 2 kids, who were in carseats in the middle row, didn't have a scratch on them. I'm also mostly ok- just some lingering hand & arm stuff from my

I have that exact mixer (and love it!). Be sure to check Costco- that's where mine is from, and it was under $300. This was 3 years ago, but it is worth a look.

I went to college on the East Coast, thousands of miles from home. I was also IN LURV with my boyfriend, and was thrilled to be invited to do Thanksgiving with his family in Philadelphia. It was a 5 hour drive to get there, and my bf was understandably stiff when we arrived. As I was wont to do, I straddled his back