If you’re going to be pedantic, at least be correct. “Remembering” is about historical memory, not just the lived experiences of those present at the time. This is a very well-understood phenomenon, and the topic of a lot of very good historical research. 

I’m not a big fan of her politics (still voted for her), but I think you’re absolutely right about how that would have gone down. The deck is still firmly stacked against women candidates.

I got it right away, but on the other hand I didn’t realize the Yankees logo was an “NY” until I was like 30.

stick to sports

Didn’t save you time though. Having kids #2 and #3 had us send the cloth diapers off for someone else to suffer with. Multiple diaper-age kids at once and wanting to have a life outside of laundry are not compatible. 

Plenty? Few or none. Racial slavery in antebellum (i.e., roughly 1825-1860) America was almost exclusively based on African descent. The entire superstructure of the “positive good” argument for slavery that emerged around 1840 was built on it.

Wow, you’re kind of a dick. 

I did both CFB and the Army. I shit you not, I still have anxiety dreams about being late for formation/meetings/practice/SP times.

Fuckin’ A

I once opened a cafe bathroom door in Spain to find a man recumbent upon the throne with his legs straight out and his pants around his ankles, hands folded behind his head, as if he were leaning back in a desk chair. I think I may have interrupted his one-person-sex, but in my defense the door was unlocked. Not a…

I don’t LIKE or WANT my kids in the bed, but they show up now and then because my wife and I just want them to go to fucking sleep SOMEWHERE.

Plus, when the yogurt freezes a little it’s like having a chicken popsicle. Mmm!

I gasped out loud in horror when I read this.

It’s fine if you do it on a bus to Winnipeg

It is as long as you pay in twenties

Here come the Canadian hockey scolds. Let’s celebrate being fucking boring like good Toronna boys.

This list must include Pizza Ranch if you are in the Upper Midwest/Great Plains. Do NOT actually eat at said Ranch. Go to Taco John’s instead.

Mature adults only refer to their spouse in public as “this bitch.”

Where could we possibly find an example of this phenomenon? In the magical land of.... Canada. Or just about every other developed country.

How tall are you? Sitting in a plane seat having my knees crushed is the closest thing to torture I can imagine without needing a memo from John Yoo.