The thirst is real.
The thirst is real.
I did not know this, because my brain pushed out everything I learned from Bill Nye the Science Guy in favor of memorizing every single bad rom-com from the early aughts, but soap literally repels dirt, germs, and apparently, black pepper.
After all these years, I still portmanteau the names of two attractive movie stars who hit at the same time, have both been leading men to Julia Roberts, and are undoubtedly interchangeable to every casting director in town. But I still call them both Dylan McDermott Mulroney.
Um, guys.
There’s not really any good way to tell That Woman’s story in this political climate. I call her that because, as a Missourian from a deeply feminist family, we hold that you don’t speak the devil’s name without her appearing, and god knows we don’t want that.
Just a random aside, I did Phyllis Schlafly’s IT around 2011-2013. She refused to use anything but Windows 98 and was an absolute terror. She hated her family just as much as they hated her.
I don’t know if I can watch this show. Although it sounds like there are some rich representations of ERA movement leaders, with all of the attacks on abortion rights going on right now and the unlikelihood that the ERA is going to advance any further, a show that even slightly humanizes American history’s biggest…
I, like millions of others, watched Tiger King and I walked away with two conclusions. First, this country is packed with crazy people and second, all the main tiger people were terrible, awful people I wouldn’t trust with a rusty nickel, much less the welfare of a big cat.
I’m sorry, maybe I’m not reading the statement correctly and I don’t get that this is sarcasm, but this is just not true. Circumstantial evidence is still evidence.
I tear up every time I hear We’ll Meet Again. It’s such a sturdy, hopeful in the face of what we know is coming tune.
I’ve created a burner just to confess that I had a huge crush on Fauci when I was in my early 20s and he was in his 60s and I was a lowly NIH intern in Bethesda.
I just wanna know from Chris: In this vision, were your brother’s nipples pierced?
Holy hell yes! I really do worry that some folks are going to come out of this with a drinking problem they may not have developed otherwise. Check on your people, maybe have a zoom hang out and not a happy hour if you think some friends aren't doing so well with their drinking right now. If I'd been earlier in my…
Shout out to my sober peeps! I’ve never seen so much blatant glamorization of alcohol abuse as I have these last few weeks.
That the city’s brightest idea is to introduce cash penalties during an unemployment crisis seems wildly out of touch.
This is a solution that will invariably cause more problems. If kids/young adults hang out in my neighborhood, I don’t want them to have unnecessary police interactions that could turn bad. But if they are hanging recklessly and then get on the elevator with one of my senior neighbors or small children, or with…
Are these the stores that have security guards in them? Because that's not too crazy. Someone stole a Van Gogh
Rich, I really wish you’d change your lane and just stop reporting on “reality” shows. Meaningless trash-TV such as the Masked Singer / Dr. Pimple Popper is boring and fine. I’m sure other people out there enjoy the escapism.
However, when it comes to the Mama Junes, Duggars, OctoMoms, Gosselins blah blah blah we are…
Love that political party that makes a huge show of being “pro life” while encouraging the undesirables to die.
So to recap, when the petulant manbaby called a woman “bitch” and implied she “owed him sex” (a rapey sentiment that everyone who bought his music simply overlooked)... IT WASN’T TRUE? You mean that “bitch” has agency? And had it the whole time? And doesn’t owe men a fucking thing?