so THAT'S where you go when you pass the veil... on to a pancake...

I don't know... I'm seeing a little more Cat Stevens than Jesus Christ. But! Maybe with a little syrup and a few mimosas, I too will see the light of Christ the Lord Our Savior.

Well, now—The Anti People Named Jerry thing, that's a funny parallel to draw. Because of course, one can choose the name of one's child, even if one can't name themselves. And further, one can always change their name. One cannot, however, change their skin—no matter how hard they try.

Definitely got an ass whooping from grandpa over that one. More than once.

As an only child in the late '80s, I can attest, Teddy Ruxpin was more than a toy—he was a friend. One that taught me that it was totes normal to speak to inanimate objects provided they came equipped with a cassette tape player in their backs, sure, but, a friend nonetheless.

really though. So eager to show they are on par with issues of women of color, but then I go to colorlines and racialicious and bossip or pocho am like, "obvy there are more things in the world that happened today than whatever's new with miley Cyrus' vagina, of course! there are issues in education, equality, voting,…

how about the fact that you have kids that are in schools all over the country who are being sent to suspension over non violent issues just like talking back, instead of counseling or detention. it's children who are black and latino who are receiving this "discipline" at higher rates, which ultimately leads to lower…

and here i thought i was an old for shopping at Ann Taylor because Anthropologie might be too flashy for the firm i work at.... and FORGET top shop, like, every time i am on that site i'm wondering, "what is that material, even? gauze? are you trying to sell me a half-shirt made of gauze for $115? no, thank you."…

full disclosure: the Caesar haircut was the only reason I could not FULLY get behind the Joey/Pacey relationship.

Next time I'm late to work, I'm going to blame the cloud.

His face is so punchable.... I can't look at him without getting an overwhelming desire to shake him by his shirt collar

his face

don't trip ese, I'm just here to mow it jajajajajajaja

aaaand every cholo has been getting this haircut since the 1989 Loma prieta earthquake, maybe before, but damn it ain't a trend until a pretty white person takes it! #minorityhumor

probably one of my favorite shit-stirrers on tumblr put up a post the other day and he wrote something to the effect of, "we should write a post-apocalyptic film with no white people in it, with no explanation, for no reason, and just not address the absence of whiteness—have everybody else represented—and see how…

go get certified as a celebrity counselor,you truth teller! They must know!

I'm gonna piggy back on that and say, sit com, 80s style, like "Perfect Strangers" where Cibrian is the cousin from abroad. And despite being total cheating douches with NO JOBS, they still bring in women willing to fight over them!

there's a whole tumblr dedicated to the type of nice things that Drake might do for a lady/his friends. some of it's kind of sexist (implying that he's less masculine for being emotionally grounded/invested in a woman's well being) but other comments are funny, i.e. "Drake the type to delete his facebook status when…

I cried when Joey Potter sang "On My Own" at the Capeside Miss Windjammer Pageant. We all have things we aren't so proud of.

girlfriend was smoking chewies, prolly