I love this blog, mom!
I love this blog, mom!
I agree with you, I’m glad that social justice has been swift and unkind to him and his family/supporters. But as we have learned, our country as a whole has very short attention spans. This will all be yesterday’s news in a month or so. He needs and damn well deserves a lengthy prison sentence.
Remember, he’s not an athlete who made a mistake: he’s a criminal who can swim.
They make a cranberry Red Bull now, so it is red. And, that is the only flavor I can stand, so it’s what I grab for my once or twice a year Red Bull needs.
It was awful but it is awesome to be free and thanks for your kind words.
He made me quit dancing, I used to be a dancer, and what you wrote just made me cried.
I danced around like a maniac, because I wasn’t allowed to when the wife beater was there. And then I danced every day after that for many years. I’m a terrible dancer, but still, I danced.
After 15 years of being abused the first thing I did after filing for my protective order was go to a sad walmart and buy a coffee maker because I love coffee but I was not allowed to drink it and I was utterly happy, I was laughing alone when I got home because I could listen to the music that I like, my bra strap…
I was going to wait for it to finish and then watch it so I didn't get burned like all those suckers who got hooked on Lost, but by the time it wrapped up I was so sick of hearing about it that I just didn't bother.
It’s SO GROSS. I tried one once and asked my cab driver to pull over so I could dump it out into a shrub. Yuck, ptooie!
Somewhat related to the topic, when people ask if being gay is a choice, I say that the correct answer is “no it’s not”, but I think an even better answer is “so what if it was”? I just never understood why some people care so much about others being intimate with members of the same sex. Seriously, how does it affect…
I always stay faaaar away from motorcycles because I have this horrible mental image of them hitting a small pothole and falling over in front of me. I know this is ridiculous...
I always stay faaaar away from motorcycles because I have this horrible mental image of them hitting a small pothole and falling over in front of me. I know this is ridiculous because riders are far more skilled than that, but they’re so soft and squishy looking, even with gear!
As a cyclist, especially in the inner city, my situational awareness is always on overdrive. I would never drive with headphones on, like many idiots do these days, for instance. The ears are a vital sense to detect what is happening beyond your field of vision.
Don’t forget chiggers. Like 100 times itchier than mosquito bites.
I got BIT by a ladybug once. Surprised the piss out of me—I didn’t even know that was possible. They’re still pretty ok in my book, but know that they’re sneaky bugs and y’all shouldn’t get too comfy.
It’s with a joking tone, but it is for waving off the paparazzi.
Maye Musk. The darker blue lining inside her dress. It’s killing me. I want it so badly. Such a gorgeous gown!
Alek Wek is the most gracious, fun woman in person. I met her one London Fashion Week as she was modelling for a client, and she was just so lovely. I like to think we ~bonded~ over our Sarf Landan roots.