Speaking from a career of selling photographs on behalf of photographers who regularly shoot famous people:
Speaking from a career of selling photographs on behalf of photographers who regularly shoot famous people:
I had an English teacher once who used to say "the guilty dog barks first." I tip my hat to him for giving me the perfect saying to encompass this situation.
That is clearly a black and blue riding crop.
Lighten up, Francis.
This makes me want to cry. She was so brave and so amazing. I want to be this cat when I grow up.
I don't usually delight in the demise of other people's relationships, but I am so happy and relieved that Charlize ditched that piece of shit.
I have a dear friend who was ghosted. It was one of the cruelest things I’ve ever seen and it took so much longer to recover that I think it would have from a “regular” breakup.
I’d been a cheerleader/party girl in high school and my friend was super brilliant. By the time we were in our thirties, we both had babies. She was a lawyer and I had just started an MA in English literature. We were walking our babies together and chatting and she was talking about a case she was working on.
As an archaeologist, surely you’ve read Motel of the Mysteries? If not, you are in for a treat!
What I’m looking forward to most is the lack of controversial statements in the comments.
Yeah, sure. Too heartbroken by the re-writes is why I didn’t watch it too.
I wish I were as cool as you....
It would be irresponsible not to speculate.
I honestly think it is more of a thing among authoritarian types — a certain tangle of sex and power and a fetishization of “innocence” and low empathy for the weak and automatic social cover because you’re well-known as a Trustworthy Person With Good Values. It’s a breeding ground for dysfunction.
Right? Maybe we’re really just starting this week.
what about the theory that there was NO DB Cooper and the pilots and flight attendants merely invented him, opened up a door in the back of the plane and then kept the money. Isn’t it a fact that the amount of people to actually have face-to-face contact with him was very limited?
What if we started putting pictures of hammers on the rocks, then slowly changed the shape of the rock to match the outline of the hammer, then started making the eggs thinner and thinner until they were nails...could they then build their own civilization?