I don’t know you and I have no right to weigh in on your life. HOWEVER.

Stephen Baldwin was there? THE Stephen Baldwin? Man, with star power like that, he might just make 5th grade class president.

I wonder how all these white people manage to get turned on by each other so bad to fuck with all these affairs and flings. They’re all about as sexually exciting as a box of instant grits.

MY QUEEN S. EPATHA!!!!

Absolutely nothing will make these toxic, caustic jackasses go away until this scenario plays out...

Final takes: My high school didn’t have a school dress code. My whole class managed to graduate, likely without being too distracted by a classmate’s bare shoulder. Abolish school dress codes TBH.

“qwerty” *does* have quite the royal ring to it, doesn’t it? And, like Lindsay or Susan, it can be used for either a boy or a girl!

“We have part of the aircraft missing so we’re going to need to slow down a bit.”

Isn’t that wonderful? We had similar maternal figures, I suspect, and while returning home, when I can remember, I repeat this mantra:

In the morning I will be baking a cake to bring to Mr. Pie’s family’s house for Easter dinner.

It’s been almost a month since I lost my daughter at 20 weeks. It is somehow getting harder now that the shock has worn off. She was our first child. I don’t know how I can go on...

I read somewhere that Williamson’s move from the National Review to the Atlantic lowered the average IQ of both publications and I’m inclined to believe it.

Comet me bro

I appreciate you not dismissing my reply, as that was ENTIRELY expected. There are blogs online that were originally created for certain people, so we’d have a “safe place” (I know we all hate that term, but forgive my limited vocabulary here).

Someone took you on a date to Chez Panisse?

It’s like society wants you to have children and then it punishes you for having children and at the same time hates you if you don’t want to have children.

This is a long-winded piece wherein Juzwiak tries to squeeze something juicy out of an artist who’d like to talk about her music.

Fuck PETA. They aren’t about what they want you to think they’re about.

Funny thing about Gone Girl and Affleck being annoying: It makes him the perfect choice for this role. In the book, his character says something like “I look like a typical douche” and Affleck is who I pictured when he described how he looks like a bro-ey asshole type. It really works for the movie.