Rock on, Miley Cyrus. Gender is a construct and you’re tearing that shit down.

Disney is fucked up. It sounds like Miley came out relatively sane (and explains her rebelling against her image of the past years). I have a soft spot for her. She seems smart and I love her acoustic Background Sessions - I wish she would record those! Girl can sure belt out some tunes.

Cute kitchen is cute!!!

1. Fuck poachers.

Because culturally-reinforced exclusivity is bad.

HELL YES! I always prepare a fun time!

Here are my tips:

Here is the recipe

Holy shit, people. Turn on the f-ing closed captioning when you watch this. Apparently whatever algorithm they used can’t handle the chef’s accent.

They’re just called bachelors. It’s a positive thing, whereas a spinster is sad and lonely.

Sports News Website Reports Sports News; Readers Outraged

Bethe walked out alive. I’d consider that a win for her, just so long as she knows she only breathes because Ronda allows it.

The summer I was 12, I went to Quaker farm camp. It was wonderful—every day we got up and milked cows or bottle-fed calves, took care of all the animals and grew a lot of our own food. Because of this, you’d have to do some sort of kitchen duty a couple of times during your stay. It’s important to point out here that…

Jason was 12, I was 11, and our families had rental cottages across from each other in a beach town. We’d been hanging out for years with our younger siblings in tow, but Jason and I spent most of our time glued at the hip. I loved him, in that weirdly fierce and confused mostly-platonic 11 year old way.

I’ve got a few of my own, but I’m telling my brother’s because it’s/he’s fucking boss.

When I was 12, a friend invited me to a free summer camp. Since my family could not afford sleep away or day camps; this was my only chance of living my camp anawanna dream. However, I had no idea that this camp was free because it was being put on by her crazy christian baptist church. The camp was awful. On the…

First sleep-away girl scout camp, a week long, and I went with a friend from school; we were one state away from home while our families stayed at a vacation cabin, so we only knew each other. It was in the woods but not insane, with lots of activities and swimming and crafts and horses, the whole deal. I loved it, my…

God, I have stories up the wazoo from eight years of working as a camp counselor, but there’s one that really stands out.

My first year working at sleep-away camp, we did this training activity where everyone had to talk about a time that we felt “other” or ostracized. The new Drama Director (18 or 19 years old) told…

Honest to gosh, cross my heart this is true.

I spent three of the best summers of my life working at a little scout camp in Eastern Ontario, just outside of Perth. I have literally dozens of stories from it (I’ve already told two here) but this is my favourite:

We had a HUGE raccoon population around the camp. Big families that would get into gang fights at…