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In my Bay Area town, which is ~40 miles from downtown SF in the least convenient commute direction and requires a drive of at least 60-90 minutes each way to the city during the work week, the median home value has risen from $379k to $714k (median list price: $745k) since I move here six years ago. Wages, of course,

Something to keep in mind is that most people who live in these places didn’t show up yesterday and then start complaining about it being too expensive. You’ve got plenty of people who have lived there forever, or for what may as well have been forever, who are being priced out of the lives they’ve led for a long time

Was there any doubt this would be the “draw” once the quarters wrapped up? I could not give less of a shit about the Roma-Liverpool matchup. I’m trying to talk myself into being excited about it and am only coming up with, “The Anfield crowd will be great.” I suppose if Firmino tries and misses a no-look sitter or

It’s “like” the fire example in that kinda way where it’s not like it at all. Why are you trying so hard to convince everyone they’re wrong for knowing it’s 100% bad form (at the very least) for a white guy to use “cotton-pickin’” as an adjective to describe the actions of a black guy? It’s a questionable hill to die

Nando’s Perinaise. That is all.

DeShone Kizer’s 63% and 59% completion percentages in two seasons as the starter at Notre Dame just weren’t good enough for NFL scouts and GMs yet Josh Allen’s back-to-back 56% seasons playing in the MWC (and with non-conference games against the likes of Gardner-Webb, UC Davis, Eastern Michigan and Texas State) is

Not only was it a penalty, but it was most obviously a penalty from the side view the referee had of the play. Most of the camera angles were somewhat friendly to Benatia, but he committed a foul and the ref was in the best (or worst, if you’re Juventus) possible position to see it.

More importantly, he’s a character in a sitcom in which he pays penance via a “douchebag jar” and his closest friend moonwalks when he’s nervous. Of course the keyword here is sitcom.

In the dating world, the quicker (or the greater extent to which) someone openly takes issue with things like having a close friend of the opposite sex or being friends with an ex, the more they’re waving their own red flag.

I wouldn’t think a person would want to gloat about their thorough inability to comprehend a very simple premise, but by all means continue to bask in your completely ass backwards interpretation of the initial post.

It’s super weird, the National Institute for Mental Health’s website doesn’t list “choose happiness” as a treatment or cure for any of the many mental disorders. Can you please give them a call and enlighten them, doctor?

I have some sort of loud-noise-induced rage that’s instant yet temporary. When my dad would sneeze, it would make me so angry for like 2-5 seconds. Anyway...if I ever murder someone, it’ll merely be an uncontrollable reaction to someone’s insanely loud sneeze. I apologize in advance.

Silicon Valley generally gets a pass because of its farcical nature, but there are definitely times when I’m cringing through Jian Yang scenes, which are only becoming more cringeworthy for “problematic” reasons. I do feel like the more absurd his character is, and it is only getting more absurd, the easier it is to

Precisely. It doesn’t matter how much better they were in the first half (well, final 30 minutes of the first half). United was obviously better in the second and made that count on the scoreboard. All City could muster after the break was a very late, short-term flurry of near goals.

Every once in a while there’s a play that perfectly exemplify why referees exist and that not all studs-up challenges are equals. While all the pundits on TV were quick to ignore circumstances, cite the “dangerous challenge” and bemoan a missed penalty call, the whole reason there was dangerous contact was because the

I caught a bit of My Best Friend’s Wedding on TV last night, which fairly obviously would make a better musical than Pretty Woman even though I hate the “I Say a Little Prayer” scene.

Or a celebrity chef/magician.

I’m all for a gender-swapped Weird Science remake, but not on board with this family friendly High Fidelity show from Disney. From a creative point of view, it doesn’t make sense to me at all, so I’ll gladly stick with excellent original stuff like Insecure and Broad City.

You’ll never get what I was saying, will you? I was speaking to a 38-match season in which Man City’s tremendous depth can be fully utilized to set it apart from the pack, not a one-match (or two-match) scenario in which, ya know, one Champions League Quarterfinal participant can beat the other or Barnsley can win at

“Golf isn’t a sport.”