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This is what I’m saying! Or would be, if you hadn’t said it first without all the profanity I was planning. Thanks!

You know, I will return to a store/restaurant and give back extra change so the cashier doesn’t get in trouble. I once chased down a woman who dropped a wad of cash in the parking lot right in front of me while digging in her purse. But a diamond ring in dogshit that the owner would have found if she’d been a

I understand his reaction. It’s one thing when there is a loud event happening; it’s totally another when you can’t function because it’s too loud. If I can hear music in the quiet times of a conversation or a television show, that’s one thing. If I am missing dialogue from either of those because of a loud party,

I don’t understand. Were these animals’ friends surrounding them with machine guns to ward off rescuers or something? How do people let things like this happen?

No, I just found it there. I wish I'd read a warning about it! Luckily, nothing happened, but it was scary as hell.

I was stunned, too!

That's almost what happened to my son. Except go north a bit. <squick> I found it, unwrapped it and got my hair cut the next morning!

I have killed many an innocent vacuum cleaner over the span of my life. My parents would take the cleaner to be repaired and the repairman would yell from the back of his shop, "Has your daughter cut her hair yet?!" Finally, after the fourth time, he flatly refused to fix it anymore.

I absolutely don’t get this. Why on earth would you give up your seat for somebody who can sit anywhere but chooses not to?

“I personally believe that life is special, that human life is special and there’s a sanctity — that we’re more than just clay and dirt,” he said.

I like it so far. Following!

I came here to compliment the header photo, too. Love that!

I absolutely love the glitter look! Way better than the newest thing, which seems to be not plucking or shaping them, but covering them with a wide, angry slash from a Sharpie Magnum.

You're absolutely right. When my father died, we realized we didn't have his passwords to a lot of things, and even though we all knew the answers to the "security" questions he was asked, the assumption of correct spelling is *not* something a person can rest their financial future on.

My husband has all of my passwords, but that's more about me being lazy than anything. Oh, I just heard my text alert go off, and my phone is in the other room, right next to dh. I can get up and go in there to get it, or I can ask him to check it for me while I sit here and not have to get up. Decisions, decisions.

FWIW, it isn't just restaurants. The valet industry seems to be the same way. My son just got a job parking cars for a major hotel chain. He'll be getting something like $5.00 an hour below minimum wage with tips. This job includes lots of running, apparently; they are required to wear running shoes as part of the

Yeah, but even republican extremists have to understand economy. The state is on the verge of losing hundreds of jobs and millions of dollars just so a bunch of hateful, closed-minded people can feel self-righteous. If this doesn't start raising some well-groomed eyebrows in the Capitol, I've got to reassess my

Yeah, they're "not going to change the law" until he gets his homophobic ass booted. I'd like to see news stories about his impeachment, frankly. I don't believe for a second that the majority of residents want this crap.

I need a shower now...

For me, it wasn't a letdown so much as a shock. Here I'd been thinking of little else than my wedding for going on a year. The phone ringing constantly with people wanting my input, changes being made - like finding out that my reception venue had decided they could rent the hall to us and the yard to another group,