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Nah, everybody plays D&D nowadays. There are legit D&D bros. If they really want it to be a modern depiction of nerdy esoterica, they’d either be vocally insisting on playing 2nd Edition AD&D like assholes, arguing about Pathfinder, or playing some esoteric spinoff system like a Powered by the Apocalypse or Forged in

I find that if you double the fat (please use half melted buttah), then cream that buttah with the egg and sugar, you get all the benefits of serious mixing without working up so much gluten that you get flat cakes. I take ti a step further and drizzle the milk into the emulsified sugar/egg/buttah mixture unti it also

for workers who earn tips, the minimum is an abysmal $2.13 an hour.

Back in the days before things like wine charms were invented, Red Solo Cups were not ubiquitous, and we still used styrofoam, we were at a 3 day camping party with my friend Craig. When we got to the beverage area, he pulled a ballpoint out of his pocket, explaining “I always like to write my name on cups at parties,

If you change your mind, my email is anna.merlan@jezebel.com. 

I read recently about a GOOD Secret Santa exchange. You get a person’s name, then you buy a toy based on the person’s personality or interest. So you might get a football with their favorite teams logo, or a toy sewing machine for a crafter.

We also had a pipe bomber who targeted Democrats. The Rethugs would LOVE it if they could get away with a Rwanda over here.

Most of Jezebel’s readers are too young to remember him much (if at all), but I have to say that Laura Jane Grace reminds me a lot of Joe Strummer — musically and activist-wise. Sonically I hear it and there’s also a plainspoken earnestness to their honesty both when they sing and when they speak/spoke.

This is the fundamental ridiculousness of VS encapsulated.  Make bras that make tits look bigger, but don’t make bras for those with actual big tits.  

The “Gay Latino Immigrant” has spoken:

I’m here for it. Just please, please PLEASE don’t allow that new voting final to happen again. Shangela was robbed.

had been suspended because he placed “his hands on a young woman.”

After my granFanda died, I discovered she had snuck little bits of money into money markets, CD’s and savings accounts in my name since my birth. I was notified of this by her sister via a post card with my first clue (because she made it a treasure hunt). All told she left me 24k. The knowledge of that money, of the