Personal anecdote as counterpoint: the time that kind of mediocrity line was said to me was by an emotionally abusive asshole who thought that love meant drama and difficulty.

For what it’s worth, Lindy’s piece made some good, fair, and funny points, but it didn’t make me enjoy the movie any less.

Yeah, the thing is, Westwood apartment rents are so crazy-awful, that the dorms don’t seem quite so bad.

To play devil’s advocate just a touch, I’d imagine that super pro-life people such as the author would worry about unplanned pregnancy much more than heathen pro-choicers like me, who’d have a way out of that situation.

I love me some beer, but it (especially the good crafty stuff) is way more punishing to my digestive system than wine or cocktails. I don’t rely on it as my sole party drink ever since figuring that out.

$50-$60 for half a swimsuit ain’t cheap in my book. But both my current swimsuits were from Victoria’s Secret (on sale). Bummer.

It was $775/month (utilities included) in 2009 when I first got it, and $925/month when I left in 2013. Rent-controlled studio right between Koreatown and Highland Park. The properties group (Swelgroup) specialized in renovating historic buildings into cheapo studios and one-bedrooms. The place wasn’t anything fancy…

Yeah, I was making $25k/year in LA after I graduated college (in 2009, so a while ago, but not ages), and I did fine. Granted, I had no car payments, no student loans, no kids to support, no health issues, and I lived in a studio, all of which helped. But it’s possible.

Ehh, for what it’s worth, I take the pot store employees’ expertise with a many grains of salt—and many of them are up-front about the uncertainty involved.

One of the most valuable things a comments section can provide is a chance for people to provide alternate perspectives and share their own experiences relevant to the topic. If all we have to say is “wow great article,” then why bother saying anything? It’s not like Dogslikecheese is claiming the article is untrue,…

Matthew 6:5-6, yo

Same here. Only recently did I realize that using my vibrator desensitizes me for a couple of days afterward, almost always preventing digital/oral/intercourse orgasms. No more whackin’ for me, or at least, I restrict it to my period or when my man is out of town.

Yes, it did come from my parents, right along with “Bing Crosby beat his kids.” But more recently, I’ve been doing Beatles research for work, and nothing has dissuaded me from that original belief—in fact, it’s only increased it. Note that I didn’t go as far as “rapist” and “abuser” as Connie Mulligan did.

Lots of people know and talk about it. I grew up from an early age knowing he was a jerk (or pick your worse phrase), and it wasn’t through purposeful Beatles research on my end. Besides, I don’t know what him being a jerk has to do with the morality of the subject at hand.

I was flying to Las Vegas, and didn’t realize until I reached security that I’d left my driver’s license at home. Got on the plane and back home with my photo debit card and other ID, no trouble, yet not a single club on the damn Strip would let me in. I did see Steven Hawking while I was waiting outside a club for my…

I know it for its ubiquitous presence at Target’s snack counter, and at movie theaters chains like Regal.

I’d just like to cast a vote AGAINST the shoes in the main post image — Maria Sharapova by Cole Haan. I always liked the look of them, but they were way out of my price range. Imagine my joy when I found a nearly new pair for under $20 at Crossroads. Unfortunately, it turns out the elastic digs so hard into my heel…

I’d just like to cast a vote AGAINST the shoes in the main post image — Maria Sharapova by Cole Haan. I always liked…

It is bothering anybody else that that the stock photo is backwards, or are there some people who take their pills right to left?

Well as we all know, birth control is just a pre-abortion!

Nice article, but you’re picking pretty low-hanging fruit here. You could write a daily column on the woo-woo, purple prosed crap in Elephant Journal.