They truly saved our lives at a time when addiction ruled our every moment.

As someone who spent the better part of the early 90s with a horrendous heroin addiction (lost our family, friends, and spent couple years living on the LA streets until we got our lives together- thanks to the magic of a pregnant street cat who gave us 6 lives to live for), I am sending this young lady all my love…

The British version of Grace and Frankie looks awesome! 

The water in the slide is red from blood.

Here’s a little internet blurb with a simple here’s how physics works 101 diagram. Like I didn’t even take physics in high school, but I took astronomy for liberal arts and even I’m like how fucking dumb are you:

Thank you for this recommendation. I am at work with nothing to do and the next 2 days will be the same. So now I have some interesting stuff to read.

When I started to gather a game archive back in the ‘90s, it was already clear a big chunk of the production of the ‘80s was probably lost, because there were single person “teams” making games for 8-bit computers, manufacturing them and distributing them themselves in local stores. I guess we are talking runs of…

As soon as I saw the Texas Monthly link, I said to myself, “Ooh, I hope it’s Skip Hollandsworth,” and then squealed a bit at the confirmation. Check out his archive on the site, especially if you’re into cold-case true crime. He is a truly remarkable writer and has a burgeoning fan club (not just me!).

These were not mistakes, but wonton negligence that led to that boy’s death and many other injuries at these waterparks. Let’s get that clear right here and now. Mistakes are honest goofups that results in a skinned knee or other minor injury. 

That is why I am a lazy river kind of person.

I worked at a water park one summer in high school. They are, in my personal experience, places mostly run by people who have no business running rides or even ensuring children don’t drown.

Then why are they bootcut?? ;)

That’s the sound a GoogleHome makes when it reboots.

Eh, I have Crocs. Ballet flats and also a heeled sandal. I don’t wear them in public so much anymore (they are really obviously rubber) but they are really fucking comfortable to wear around the house, walking the dog, a quick run to the grocery store, or in my job where I have to stand for long hours in business-y…

The one where Carmen breaks off her engagement, Bridget gets pregnant with Eric’s child only to break up with him (but reunite at the end), and Tibby dies? That one?

I slogged through those books back in the days, constantly waffling between hating and loving them.

But then it wouldn’t be magic! Just a non-magical elastic waist.

It really is everything awful about that decade all wrapped up into one. She’s so pretentious now, with her wanna-be Goop, that I hope this haunts her every time Jezebel uses it lol!

What in God’s name is Blake Lively wearing in that picture? A sheer crop top over a spaghetti strap tank with low-rise jeans and a belt outside the loops... You could win Early Aughts Fashion Bingo on that outfit alone.