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I had honestly not thought of this way as yet (I was too busy being pissed at what a terrible GM Doc has been, probably), but that is a very good take!

That depends. The traditional wet-mount rape exam has positions on it (often referred to as the “clock”) that indicate forced sexual penetration. This isn’t always the case, of course (and men often will claim a woman wanted rough sex, the signs of which can be difficult to distinguish from signs of rape), and it’s

The Clippers are gonna run so much, and dunk so much, and have such a good time.

Brave was a huge letdown to me, I’ll admit, though Inside Out was a good return to form! (That was also, I’ll admit, the last Pixar film I saw. I no longer feel the need to see their new stuff like I once did. Weirdly, it often seems like either Pixar or Disney will be putting out great films, but they can’t manage to

It’s interesting how my fondness for certain Ghibli titles only grows as I age — particularly Kiki, which speaks very deeply to the struggling artist in me, and Kiki and Castle in the Sky — and others I tend to feel generally about the same that I always have. (I honestly do love them all, though. Especially as Pixar

I’ve caught pretty much all of them this summer, except for Totoro — Kiki’s Delivery Service, Castle in the Sky, Nausicaa, and I’ll be seeing Spirited Away at the end of this month. All have been excellent in terms of picture, sound, and projection; no problems whatsoever. It’s been wonderful to see them all on the

Also, Pier 1 always has an incredibly cloying, overbearing smell to it, mainly because they typically have that insane section that’s basically an entire WALL of horribly-scented, often very large, candles. I remember walking in with my Dad once, and he sneezed about five times immediately, it was so overpowering.

Will Ferrell has made more great comedies (and it’s hard to imagine that balance shifting), but has never made a “serious” movie nearly as good as Sandler’s three best.

I... did not know this.

“It’s go-go, not cry-cry.”

I’m a professional bookseller/soon-to-be publisher, and I work in a secondhand shop full time, so THE STRUGGLE IS VERY REAL. With the books. But it has gotten way past the “I’m out of both floor and safely-anchored wall shelf space” stage and well into the “Which stack on the floor of books will I trip/knock over

I rent, so my options are limited (plus, I often live paycheck to paycheck, so that limits me even more), but currently: reorganizing my tiny, tiny closet and everything in it. Also, re-shelving/seriously culling my mountains of books and anything else on shelves. It is... daunting, thus far.

Since you included ‘80s, I’ll just say that I have literally never spent time at any event/party where people did NOT dance for Michael and/or Janet Jackson. Foolproof.

That sounds awesome. It’s been way too long since I’ve had some good nachos.

I want to know so, so badly what type of job exists where someone could work below their pay grade and title for a decade and still love it. It’s a miracle.

Not that I have any advice because, like, same. Men don’t like me. They aren’t interested in me. It hurts and I wish it were different, but I’ve never had someone fall in love with me either. So there we are.

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Thanks for that info! I’m still doing street photography, some of which I do like to do at night, so I’m still interested in good speed and aperture combos, though I rarely have much budget to work with (photography really isn’t part of my work anymore, at least for the time being; the years I did do it paid so poorly

GOOD.

It really is. One of the things that kept me from pursuing sports photography (okay, the main thing) was the prohibitive cost of really wide open lenses (some of those massive ones you see guys with on sidelines that need their own monopods just to stay balanced cost more than a new car, and that’s just a lens). But