I was wondering the same, and am very glad to hear from you!

I quit watching the year Pan’s Labyrinth somehow won Cinematography over Children of Men, and haven’t missed caring about it at all since!

Same. The chicken is mediocre, and the biscuits are dry as hell. And those are supposedly the two things they do best! I feel like I’ve got dust in my mouth after eating Chik-fil-A (which I do not do by choice, only in group situations where I’m outvoted).

I really miss the early days of A&W! When I was a kid there was one out in Miramar, I think, and my mom and I would stop by it after I had dance lessons, since it was in the area (and then park to eat and watch the planes at the nearby private air field land and take off). Back then they were SO good! I even had one…

However, kids who couldn’t put the monkey together fucking deserved to be dragged away.

I think, like literally anything else to do with sex, it varies from person to person.

I meant when there’s actually a choice, which I maybe should have clarified. Unfortunately, as Oliver already pointed out, that’s often not the case. Which returns me to “just nuke the whole thing.”

My point exactly.

“You didn’t answer my question: is this going to be a positive portrayal of the department?”

There is some more nuance to it than I implied up there, sure, I’ll concede that much. But I’ll still argue that 95% is generously high. (How can it not be, when scientific standards within forensic criminology as a whole barely exist? The FBI recently essentially said “we kind of fabricated the entire basis of hair…

Hoo boy. I’ll be watching this one, and none of it will surprise me, but it’ll make me sad (and angry), I know it already.

My mother married a guy she barely knew — who turned out to be kind of a lunatic and a druggie — at 18 purely because he was a Marine, and that meant getting the hell out of Ohio as quickly as possible. (That got annulled real quick, but that’s how she ended up out here in California.)

Yeah, same. That year was a rough wake-up call. I mean, it certainly didn’t put me off voting in the future, obviously, but it was a hell of a downer.

Honestly, it took Tinder a good while to pay off for me, and I started off making it pretty clear I wasn’t looking for anything other than casual. I think at least a few months, maybe even longer? It required persistence, and a lot more pushing through the feeling of “this seems pointless” that Tinder always seems to…

I’m older — I was all pumped to turn 18 just in time to vote in the ‘04 election (THAT WENT GREAT) — but I know what you mean. The night Obama won, my Swiss aunt called me on the phone sobbing about it from the other side of the world.

Here is Buster. He is napping in my sink. I end up calling him “baby” a lot, but Buster seems to suit him very well:

I love 25th Hour, but that’s also the last thing of Lee’s I’ve seen, so I’m pretty curious about this one.

Oh man, no way! That’s so awesome! I’m not at all surprised it was your favorite, that crew was DELIGHTFUL. (We were supposed to just be visitors, but they ended up insisting we do background in a scene! Betsy Brandt came in on her days off just to hang with us! Cranston was more excited we were going to be extras…

Uuuuuuugh, god dammit people, leave the poor sharks alone! We’re already nearly wiping them out of the oceans!