Oh, don't get me started on how the Club of Rome and Population Bomb/Ehrlich were very happy to wax hysterical about all the brown people being SO NUMEROUS.
Oh, don't get me started on how the Club of Rome and Population Bomb/Ehrlich were very happy to wax hysterical about all the brown people being SO NUMEROUS.
I'm in MN too... I lost my shit yesterday because I read on Facebook (9 hours after the fact) that a homeless person had knocked on someone's door in our 'hood and the people gave him a hot drink and turned him away – despite recognizing him as a regular homeless person in the area. I just would not/could not do that.…
Stasis is fine, but population decline is bad, bad, bad. Small growth is better than decline in almost every case.
I have Fs...I have FIVE hooks on my sports bra. Greatest cardio bra ever though.
Word to that. My workout bra is basically the next thing to heavy duty kevlar battle armour. And the days when I've forgotten it and had to work out in my regular bra have sucked. Busty ladies: usually not working out in bikini tops.
They weren't working out.
Please explain boots inside boots in greater detail, such as the type of boots and the size difference.
I'd like to take this opportunity to evangelize about the glory of fleece-lined tights. They're magic. They look just like regular opaque black tights on the outside, but are thick and soft and fuzzy and warm. They give you the option of wearing a skirt/dress in cold weather (though not THIS cold—but they also work as…
You deserve COTD for this! Also, I love the West Wing screen name
After going to work today and running errands, I literally just said to my husband "You know? It's really not as bad as I thought it'd be." We live with this for 7, sometimes 8 months a year so at some point you just have to embrace it. I wouldn't want kindergarteners waiting for the bus out there, though, that's for…
Yeah, I get cold easily but I can tolerate it way better than non-MN folks. Like, I'll run in below zero weather, I just bundle well.
It really isn't though! Not that I let this stop me from refusing to go to work today. I am not about to wait fifteen minutes in -60 windchill for my bus. My nose will fall off, and I need that to stay on my face so I can stay cute. The half mile walk to the bus stop to get home was also a good deterrent. Pajama day…
Broomball is the best.
For all those huddling indoors from the cold, here's the indoor-cold-weather advice:
Fuck outside! But don't fuck outside. That would be bad.
-40 degrees: It's fucking cold. Fuck outside, man.
Meanwhile, in Northern Canada I'm like: "Look's like y'all got a little frost this morning!"
Oh, God, the answer to Letter Number 3 was sensitive and beautifully written. It's, like, raining on my face, you guys.