Right?
Right?
And I’m the opposite . . . born in 81, but with siblings in late-80s and early-90s. So I have serious Gen-X memories (although mostly it was stuff that was happening to the kids that were older than me), but because the sibs were younger I skewed that way, too.
Remember the Election Sequence in Evita? Take that, only every party involved has the manners and attitude of a 3-day bender hangover and fanatically believes that anyone who doesn’t exclusively and exhaustively agree with them is, in fact, out to get them, call their mother names, certainly kick small children, and…
The entrenchment that happened kind of surprised me. I’m way too much of a true crime addict, and really appreciated the access the community had to source files in this case, but the community itself . . . oof. It was Verdun in pixels.
How does that sub compare to the Serial one? (I came late to Serial but got thoroughly hooked, and was around to watch the descent into Hot Mess prior to Season 2 starting.)
My friends have had a “Care and Feeding of Antis” (huh, that sounds better with my real name) in the works for years—they often joke about adding new chapters or coaching up new crew.
That’s kind of where I was with it, too. I mean, she might just be crazy, but since she seemed to be nice enough to the server, so if it’s just her life? I kind of feel bad for her, having to explain that whenever it comes up. Hell, I’m a picky eater and feel bad enough when I have to ask the server stupid questions;…
Oh my god.
I have thoughts about the deep things one, but I’m three-quarters afraid to post them just in case I’m That Person.
I LOVE Evil Week! Yay yay yay!
And it doesn’t help that it manifests differently in various aspects of life.
Srsly? I was on the train today—that “Think Big!” breast enhancement ad is even less subtle than Manhattan Mini Storage’s political leanings.
Oh my god, the Brooks Adrenaline. Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Literally the only item I will pay full price for without a second thought.
Oh my god, the Brooks Adrenaline. Yes, yes, yes, and yes. Literally the only item I will pay full price for without…
Damn, damn, damn. Nick Chubb is terrifically talented, a really great kid, and has been a DGD. He deserves amazing success on and off the field. Hoping like hell this is one of those injuries that somehow looks worse than it is.
Her Company of Rogues stuff is Regency, and my favorites, but were written earliest and can feel a little cliche in the initial books. A group of 12 schoolboys vowed mutual protection at (?) Harrow. Now grown up, each has adventures, and of course, falls in love. If you start here, I’d lead with An Unwilling Bride…
Do you read Jo Beverley? I *love* Jo Beverley.
Now am trying to remember if I follow you or not. #CriticalMysteries
Yeah? Yeah? Well, get a facting clue, you factin’ factor.
Oh, sweet jesus. I’m never sleeping again.
Pitching in the Glamorise Double-Layers . . . I love that bra.