My husband and I early voted in Raleigh, NC. The line on the first Sunday of early voting was 2 hours on average. A good chunk of that was due to the fact that we had less early voting sites overall, and most of them didn’t open until a week or two later. There’s been a lot of voter suppression and disenfranchisement…
Love this! I am surprised by how excited I am. I know a lot of people voted early and were encouraging as many people as possible to do so. I decided to wait until today, because it’s my birthday, and I’m so happy I did. It feels really wonderful to cast my ballot for the first woman president of this country. I think…
The lines were already pretty long at 6:40 this morning in my Cleveland suburb.
Time to brag: I was at the taping of last night’s Full Frontal and it. Fucking. RULED. Almost the entire crew was wearing “Nasty Woman” shirts (men and women) Sam was full of nervous excitement and energy, and it was so much fun. It really awesome to be surrounded by a bunch of people who were just as scared/hopeful…
Gonna leave this here.
I don’t consider him a “liability” an apparently she doesn’t either. I don’t grasp the criticism of her decision to remain married to him: couples work through infidelity every day and stay married; I have close friends that have made similar (and different) choices. It’s their private business. Either way-she’s one…
I really wish people could look at the decades of Hillary history from a place of neutrality. She’s such a fucking badass who has basically been seen through a haze of misogyny for decades. Of course she’s withdrawn now!
I love that we are finally understanding who she is and what she has been through.
I think this tradition dictates we look away, not watch.
Thus it begins in earnest. I’m in it to win it all night. This will by second to last sober post. I love you all. proud to say Mrs. Court and her hubby Mr. Court voted straight Democrat on our North Carolina overseas ballots. I feel a real part of this, with NC being a prime time player in this election. Fuck Trump…
It’s true. Jebus. I mean... I’m not happy about it. But my boss (a generation my senior) gets very riled up about it.
Isn’t that how Canada traditionally resolves disputes? Politely leave you a gift of delicious alcohol then BAM! maple syrup golems pound you into bits while they ride their genetically engineered Utah raptors over your steaming remains. At least I think that’s where it’s going.
Wooo woooo woooo!!!!! INTERNET POLICE!!! Woooo woooo wooo!!!
But oh man, having the time and money to spend three hours at the gym everyday with a personal trainer?
I’m laughing-choking. DEAD. (Side point: Donnie isn’t tough enough to be referred to as a pussy. He’s more like a scrotum: one little kick puts him out of action.)
All bark and no bite!
This is amazing. I love when I make a comment and it leads to a jewel.
