I'm reminded of ten-year-old me, thinking he was virtually friendless at school because he was just too damn clever for his own good. Poor kid.
I'm reminded of ten-year-old me, thinking he was virtually friendless at school because he was just too damn clever for his own good. Poor kid.
It's not selling your integrity. It's renting.
Charles Schwab understands me like no one else in the world.
For now?
Online banking?
Well, I'd suggest that we leave "intelligence" to one side as a metric. Maybe that's what we sometimes mean implicitly when we talk about being interested in the same books, or having similar opinions and worldviews, or whatever else. But using intelligence as a measure of another person (potential mate or otherwise)…
So, apropos nothing in today's column, but rather discussions in last week's column, one or two fellow commenters might recall my mentioning meeting up with a certain lady friend over the weekend to eat food and discuss happenings in our lives. And those commenters might also remember my point being that it would be…
He seems pretty quick to judge his first-dates as being insufficiently smart. And he identifies it as a very common occurrence, which necessitates this link.
Just a soupcon of slapstick.
Fair enough!
No openly lecherous bishop? The one patting the congregation's behinds and then shrugging and saying, "Holy Orders!"?
"Pluck a golf ball out of a whale's blowhole" is on my bucket list.
How does the original meaning of "beg the question" work from an etymological perspective? I know what it's supposed to mean, but the "wrong" meaning seems to fit much better into contemporary English.
Or the boxing film Atlas Slugged.
And all iterations featuring a number used in place of either a letter or a whole syllable.
And just so we're perfectly clear: "hassling" is just a euphemism, correct?
I get the sense that there was a decent-sized fuckup on his part somewhere along the way, given how deliberately hazy he is when telling the story to Jesse. I figure the Schwartzes suddenly were feeling tremendously magnanimous about the whole affair once they became billionaires, and so "awkwardly friendly"…
One of these days, North Dakota is probably gonna need a new Big-Thing TV show just so people will finally shut up about Fargo.
What delusions?
This, many times over. As O'Neal says, TV right now is so good that we've got way better things to watch than a third-rate awards show.