Chiming in on the request for the pulled pork recipe. Pretty please?

Back in 1986, there was a Broadway revival of the 8-hour, 2-part production of The Life and Adventures of Nicholas Nickleby. I had seen the play on PBS Great Performances and when I learned the revival was coming to Broadway, and it would only run for 29 performances, I somehow squeezed together the $100 ticket price…

Yes, it IS weird. A friend of mine is vocally dismissive of my affection for horror (“There’s enough to be scared of in the real world, why do you want to watch that kind of stuff”), and yet one of her favorite movies is “Before the Devil Knows You’re Dead” and one of her favorite books is “In the Cut”—both of which…

A horror movie with an unequivocally happy ending is probably not even a horror movie

I read a post that pointed out there was no vandalism to the stickers, they were all in pristine condition, so clearly it was set up and staged. Because yeah, that’s more plausible than a mentally unstable Trump lover finally acting on what he’s been fed.

But all the werewolves in Florida have been killed by invasive boas.

YOU NEVER FIND OUT. IT’S STILL OUT THERE.

Beyoncé the Giant Metal Chicken would like a word.

This is it. This is the one. My favorite scary story for 2018. Because it WAS scary! I can only imagine the terror that teacher and the kids experienced prior to realizing it was just a big misunderstanding! It ends with humor and romance and probably s’mores around a campfire. I just love, love, love this story.

I thought about reaching in to feel for the bottom...

Oh yes yes yes. That’s the one.

Two things.

What was the US version of the Descent?

I KNOOOOOOW! There is so much drama in that little snippet of life!

Two things.

Galveston — just like the outer banks — is a coastal barrier island.

Just watched this episode last night for about the 20th time. Near the end, when he holds hands with the Doctor and Amy and describes how he sees the wind in the starlight, I just fall to pieces. Every. Single. Time.

I immediately volunteered to walk the dog.

I hate myself for laughing so fucking hard at that comment.

You. Will. LOVE it. I consider myself to be the “cool aunt” of all pets, and there are few experiences better than showing up at a house and being love bombed by the critters I’m sitting. I hope you can make it happen!