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I was 18 once. It was fun to drink with other 18 year olds.

I was 21 once. It was fun to drink with other 21 year olds.

Now? Now, I'm 30. And I prefer to black out with people my own age. Because we have jobs. And can afford bail.

I heard someone describe her as "born on third base and thinks she hit a triple."

I don't want her to be guillotined necessarily. But dressed in JC Penney's and force fed a whole box of Little Debbie Jelly Creme Pies, that would be pretty funny.

In patriarchal America, porn is you.

Thurston Moore: The elder statesman of the "guitar guy at the party" crowd. Still substituting condescension and words he learned in high school philosophy class for actual argument. If only we could understand the complexity and depth of his love.

If you're in your 30s, no matter if you're single, married, divorced, widowed or a catholic priest, you have no business dating or even just banging someone who you'd describe as "beginning to become an adult."

The most problematic thing is that it seems to perpetuate the idea that folks in Silicon Valley are societal outcasts who have super human skill which should give them free range to act like shit heads (save for the character they seem to follow who just seems neurotic). Ivy leaguers all over are flocking to Silicon

God isn't real. Take your child to a fucking doctor.

Every time I walk into someone's home, I renovate it in my mind. I keep this to myself as I figure it is kind of socially inappropriate. A little like undressing the host in your mind....

Also the tagline for Sochi is "Hot. Cold. Yours." Which is basically the new default Grindr bio for Russians everywhere.

I LOVED Anthro back when I shoplifted. :)

When my boyfriend gets sushi without me it's worse than this. :P

My family has a life size cutout of Shaquille O'Neal that my grandfather stole from a gas station and we hide it around the house all the time. Best places: On the toilet so when the bathroom door is opened he surprises you, inside the front door, and behind the bed. My mom screams every time she runs into him.

"Talk about damned if you do, damned if you don't."

Pretty sure he ended up crucified actually

Right here is one woman who could be seriously sexually empowered with some extra money to get a whole lot of bills paid, some home help and childcare to take the pressure off. I hear Jezebel has a spare $10,000.

"This is about Vogue, and what Vogue decides to do with a specific woman who has very publicly stated that she's fine just the way she is, and the world needs to get on board with that. Just how resistant is Vogue to that idea?"