Oooh! Pls pls--somebody hack his Tweeter account, & fill it with approving references to & quotes from NoI-era Malcolm X, Huey Newton, &—oh, Rap Brown, too. Please?
Oooh! Pls pls--somebody hack his Tweeter account, & fill it with approving references to & quotes from NoI-era Malcolm X, Huey Newton, &—oh, Rap Brown, too. Please?
It’s just the latest in a long history of horrible audience behavior.
Fair ‘nough. YMMV... Congrats for deploying some truly awesome willpower!
The “no sex-work in a school zone/near place of worship” is pretty common, I think, though most mentions refer to strip clubs. In this case, it might be an attempt to heap on the charges (after all, he broke that old-school politician rule: something like, the only sure-fire way to be run out of office is if you’re…
You are probably aware of this, but just in case: obesity literature seems to point to diet sodas as one of the archvillains for people trying to lose weight. WebMD’s 2010 post aside, the studies at Perdue & NIH suggest one should seriously consider canning the <3 diet soda habit to ease appetite & sugar cravings, &…
Yep, you have to deal w/freakin’ palmetto bugs, banana spiders, wasps—& if you’re lucky enough to have citrus trees on the property, maybe the occasional rat. Grew up not far from Tampa, myself, and local wildlife might’ve been the inaugural item on the “Reasons to Flee Fla ASAP” list I started compiling at 11 ;).
Entirely true. But--tho it hurts to offer any kind words for this sob—when he’s seen some kinda benefit to being a “maverick”, his hypocrisy has proved useful on occasion :(.
Ah hahahaha! Oh, yes! My mamacat & cub are so gregarious, they’re almost always in the same room, so usually I just pretend I’m a devout nun ;).
And it is our fault these folks keep posting f***ing cockroach stories. WHY do we click on these? Why?
Well, roaches emit a smell. It’s not as nasty as mouse-pee scent, but to a delicate nose, it’s sadly distinctive (ah, NYC life... and oh, Bastet, bless my hunter-killer boy&mamacat point-perimeter team!).
And yes, his mama is usually standing by the door when I get home--but being more reticent, she doesn’t make a big deal of it. She’s just, “We are only here to play with your shoelaces. So don’t get all puffed up, human-servant, ‘kay?”
Is it possible that one mark of a great president is the way he & his 1st inspire us as parental figures? Maybe it was just that my dad kinda sucked at the Parenting thing, but have joked (kinda) that everything in my life would be okay if Barack & Michelle would adopt me. And they’d accept my being white, & less than…
Oh, this is the BEST... and also, one of my greatest fears about returning to the workplace. When my lil’ dude wants a tummy-scratch... it’s gonna hurt to let down that sweet kittah-face.
The nail-polish thing is a perfect example of kitty perversity--30 seconds after I’ve done my nails, Mamacat just has to curl up for a cheek-scritch...
Hey, according to most accounts, the main reason they communicate by meowing is owing to their relation to human-servants (we’re too slow to pick up on all the tail activity & other body-lang). But my younger cub--tho he loves to cry like a drama queen at times--can communicate without uttering so much as a “meep.”
Mmm hmm. DFT basically told white america, “Hey! It’s okay to hate--go ahead & unleash your Id, folks!” And they did. And, we saw enough pics of 18-early 20s white dude-bros wearing ‘maga’ caps to make it clear our elderly, Wallace-era grandpas were not the only ones who voted for the current vile dimwit-in-chief.…
Breakfast of Shade Champions?
Ew! How disappointing. NYDN’s regular crime reporters are my usual go-to for local stuff, so somehow I’ve been spared that sort of pandering. It’s weird to compare the above with these links; it’s like they were written on different editorial planets... :(
Well, I sort of feel this way about LiLo too. I Know Who Killed Me is one of my all-time fave dreadful movies (second only to Can’t Stop the Music), and in the LoLoRo era, she was an awesomely crazed, liquored-up Adderall Goddess. So, for us fans, the bruised Yacht-Girl years, etc have been hopelessly depressing. Her…
Dear lord. After reading that op-ed, yeah... Writing a post like the above (& perhaps also emitting a reverberating primal scream) seems a perfectly reasonable response.