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Ah yes, there it is. My daily dose of “THESE MOTHERFUCKERS...”

I’m astounded that any of the adult members of the family are even in the running. My guess would have been the most popular Trump was Barron, just based on the fact that it ought to be very hard for most people to dislike a child.

Yes, that’s exactly it. :) Stuffing (or “dressing” - another regionalism / folkloric thing) style is another of those things that people frequently fail to discuss, and yet are so important. “Will there be stuffing at all” is one piece, and “but what STYLE of stuffing?” is another equally important piece. And if one

(Really very off-topic, but: when teaching folklore, one of the light-bulbs that often goes off for people and makes them realize what folklore is and how it permeates people’s lives is to explain that “foodways” are part of folklore, and the best example is “what does your family traditionally have for Thanksgiving?

SAME. I kind of understand why they do it the way they do it, but I really really wanted those to just be actual historians talking about their favorite things.

Oh my god, Kelly, thank you for this. Off to YouTube!

Real answer: usually there is one person who is getting drunk (with the host, also drunk), and recounting the historical story. (They brush up on the story beforehand, but then have to retell it while drinking/drunk.) The audio from their telling of it is then the basis for the reenactment. They get actors to do

Please. I would pay money to watch that, for real.

OH GOD, I KNOW. I hate that their heavier tees are so short? UGH. (Actually it’s also because I’ve been spoiled by Duluth Trading’s longtail tees, which are a nice weight, and I only wish they had even more colors.) I’ve taken to buying the LE supima tees (grumble, still too thin), but in “tall”.

Oh god. Oh god. Don’t get me started on my bitterness about how every company’s basic clothes for women have gotten more thin and flimsy as time has gone on. (This goes for jeans as well. Just TRY to find women’s jeans that are heavy denim, rather than thin and full of spandex.) Haaaaaaate.

My god, you have taken me back, and for that I thank you. I LOVED that catalog. In my mind’s eye I can still see the one that had the gorgeous drawing of Machu Picchu on the cover. When I was in college in the late 80s I did a whole parody spread of college-student clothing in the style of the catalog (posed clothes

(Just to say, re. your example — YES. Grow a spine, be a grown-up, read things, and ask questions before you blithely sign anything. I just got a new lease agreement from my landlord. In previous lease agreements it specified the utilities covered in the rent. In this new one, it did not mention electricity. So I

Don’t be silly. He’s never been to Yosemite, and if asked, I bet you $10 he could not locate it on a map, if he’s ever heard of it at all. He is not the kind of man who “enjoys” the “outdoors”, except for already-built golf courses, which Yosemite doesn’t have. So why would he want to be driven a couple of hours

absolutely starring for classic scifi reference.

I love to watch Property Brothers, but I completely agree. I’ve never really liked an interior they’ve designed. It never looks like a place that people can, you know, live.

LOL, yes, I’m having flashbacks to riding my bike back in there! it’s a maze of twisty passages, all the same.

I’m with you. I had such a visceral reaction.

Even better, it’s the name of a big rest stop on the Garden State Parkway. So you see a lot of signs for it, and “Let’s go to Cheesequake!” is something you can actually say to people.

I’ve only been on a jury once, but it ended up being a hung jury. Fortunately it was not for a very serious case (just a traffic accident, nobody killed). It was an enormously frustrating experience. It came down to one juror who wanted to go with their “gut instinct”, rather than following the law.

Connecticut is especially irritating in this regard. Choosing to get off at an exit in Connecticut to look for some service or another is always such a fucking gamble.