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    "Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us."

    "I'll pray for you" is the *worst*. (Well, not really the worst, but really super fucking obnoxious.)

    YUP. What you said about people being contemptuous of non-drivers is SO true. (See my comment, for example.) And fear of other, bad drivers is a big part of my driving phobia (I have also been a passenger in several car accidents). It contributes to my hyper-vigilance as a passenger (I am constantly checking in the

    You know who else doesn't or didn't drive? Essayists Sarah Vowell and David Sedaris (love!), Ray Bradbury, Albert Einstein, Dan Savage, Vincent Kartheiser (Pete on Mad Men), and many other accomplished figures, public and private. Obviously, they do or did just fine not driving.

    Oh, that's awesome! Out of all of the books I've sold and misplaced over the years, that one has stayed with me, too! I think I'll have to reread it, also. :-D I'm trying to remember the stories . . . . I think one had to do with a drifter, another about a vampire, and I definitely remember one about two girls

    Yes, yes, yes! And Christopher Pike! My mother (an alternately atheist/spiritual agnostic) dragged me (whom she had instilled the same beliefs into as a child) to a conservative Baptist church for a time during my grade school years (for a sense of community), during the sermons of which I would devour R.L. Stine,

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    I'm looking foward to this, but I see what you mean. If you haven't seen it, "The East" (currently in theaters) is a really solid spy thriller starring and co-written by a woman (Brit Marling).

    First, great article, Dodai!

    That figure (actually $2,700) came from a post by SF Curbed (as reported by the Huffington Post) that I ran across a few months ago when they initially posted it. However, their conclusion may very well be flawed, so I really apologize if I stated with confidence something wildly incorrect and I thank you for

    Well, good luck to her! I don't even know how she *lives* in San Francisco (if, in fact, she does). The average one bedroom apartment in SF now rents for something like $2,750 and sells for $1 million, which means that, if she were to make the three times the rent (as well as have the impeccable credit) required by

    Emotiglyph Studies? (Though, the morphology really speaks for itself.) Just think of the translation possibilities . . . .

    I'm so heartened to see another female driven sex comedy. For a Good Time, Call . . . was a lot of fun, and I was disappointed that it didn't receive more attention. Though I'm ever skeptical, this looks promising! Anybody have any other female driven comedies/sex comedies to recommend?

    Indeed! Divorced of the hand of the belligerent crackpot on which they reside, those gloves are both rad and exquisite. She also owns these boots, which some might say are, oh, I don't know, gaudy or gauche, but I think they're fabulous.

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    Well, why not! It really was a great show. Love that line and DHP's delivery of it! (Love your username, too, BTW.)

    MOST definitely. :D

    Oh geez! Sorry to hear that. What an infantile cad! But you've definitely made it! And, oh, that's quite a tantrum the little buffoon is making, isn't it?

    Excellent! About her look of disgust: I thought so, too! Though her verbal response is measured, she clearly finds the laughable assertions laughable. (Somebody, make a GIF!)

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    In the wake of the email avalanche they've come under, UNM and his department chair have responded to Miller's tweet! (Since my new post about this will probably stay in the grey, since it's so late, I thought I might share the news here, too.) Huzzah!