Thanks Bek....I thought at first you were trying to prove he was craven and weird for dating Linda.

I found that point striking too. People are usually happy to hear about impending babies. And why on earth would anyone say “maybe you shouldn’t have a baby?” Very weird and unsettling (and I don’t have or want kids, but I think it’s great that other people do).

Right? The supporting allegations of his coworkers seems almost cartoonish. I’ve met and known plenty of people who don’t want children and don’t see a need to procreate, but I’ve never come across a workplace where an employee who is expecting a child would be routinely mocked by multiple other employees. 

This is the apple pie equivalent of opening a half empty bag of chips 

Many if not all acting contracts these days have an adverse publicity clause. Masterson was fired for the publicity, not necessarily for the charges.

America is garbage

I think there’s a difference between a true “who shot J.R.” cliffhanger and a lot of what’s described here. For Freaks and Geeks and Daredevil at least, it doesn’t leave anything dangling and unresolved, rather it teases where things could go in the future. They still work as either type of finale.

I don’t understand worrying about a baby’s privacy. They all look like chubby old men/blobs when they’re born and they don’t really develop any distinguishing features for a few months at least. 

I don’t think Megan Reynolds actually knows what “debacle” means, because you are right in this context it is a very odd word to choose.

My wife and I bought a house on see Lake Michigan just north of Chicago. Beautiful views of the water, the city, and the home is spectacular for raising kids. It was built in the 80s, so we didn’t think anything weird would come up. For the first 1.5 years in the house, nothing. The occasional creaky floorboard but…

I love this one!

Absolutely no part of this story is exaggerated, and I still don’t know what to make of it. Until I was five, I was raised in a teeny tiny town. My small neighborhood was more like a compound, where all of the people who worked in the clinic next door lived. There was a big garden in the middle of the neighborhood…

By the way, if you want a Barenaked Ladies’ food lyric, there’s a better verse from “If I had a Million Dollars”:

All of the Vachon cakes are better than anything Hostess can come up with.  I’m having a billot log tonight, with baco noir.

Home Sweet Haunted Home

We live on a short, dead-end street and we got to know many of our neighbours through our foster dogs that we had to walk from the far end of the street to the corner every time we’d take the dogs for walks.

Everything Carnivàle.

All Dressed Chips are probably the best flavour of chip ever. Sweet, salty, tangy, zesty. It’s all the things and it is great.

This happened in November last year. The only positive I have been able to take away from it is that I finally have something for this story contest, because I definitely cannot afford to move!

So this is going to sound like nothing. At the time it FELT like nothing. It was only the next morning that I realized how fucked up it was. After the story last year about the yoga retreat (submitted by annclayborn) I figured I’d share.