I have no issues with this since Ms. Turner herself agreed to do this and apparently fully participated. On the other hand, I’d also have no issues if she decided she no longer wants to perform or appear in public. That’s her right, and ye gods know how much she has already given of herself. I can’t stand it when…

Just stand there being all wrong in your wrongness—cereal is a blessedly easy thing for situations where you just don’t feel like eating anything in particular.

There are also multiple choices that aren’t terribly high in sugar and have positive qualities like fiber and protein.

I’m not saying I eat those types, of…

Did any of these people stop for even one moment to consider, beyond any professional responsibilities/policies, that, hey, these are human beings involved here and would I want the same done to me or my family? Likely that same unfortunate human trait of needing to Be The First and the center of attention that’s all…

Very 1977 Debbie Harry!

So that’s what happened to Cheryl’s She Shed?

A used 1981 Chevy Monza hatchback in that ubiquitous light metallic blue used across many GM vehicles back then. Hated and was embarrassed by the car because I was forced into finding an immediately available and cheap replacement for college commuting after my Mustang was totaled. Drove like a tank and had a coolant…

The last sentence here is the truth in all its glory. Soul Cycle, Peloton, etc at their most distilled level equal aerobic exercise and that’s a positive and healthful thing. What ruins it all is that elitist, cult-like and expensive veneer placed on top. See also:  yoga and “wellness”.  For certain people, that can…

I was afraid to make left turns in front of a lot of oncoming traffic for the first year or so while learning/getting used to driving at 16. I’d sometimes go around a longer way to avoid busy road left turns.

No, but absinthe definitely came into the mix!

My younger sibling and I would do this on the regular but with sugar cubes from a local takeout place. Sugar cubes were this amazing self-packaged thing that didn’t exist in our household, and you could put them on your tongue and let them slowly melt their sweetness into your very happy mouth.

I really loved butter as a child. Well, more accurately, I also loved margarine, as in our house butter was used primarily for baking and this was an era before trans fat concerns. I would slather margarine over Saltines and slowly eat them one by one. Definitely more margarine than cracker, easily about 2:1 in…

Since you mentioned her: 1992's Poison Ivy movie with Drew Barrymore in the main role definitely played right into this Criminal Lolita trope, but I’ve always found there are some more interesting and deeper shadings there.  The “sequels” with other actors were dreck, however. 

One of many 1980's college era solo trips into NYC for bar runs and a late (well, as late as the buses ran back into NJ) trip home. Construction at the Port Authority bus terminal, and the bus I needed was at the very end of a long remote arm well past the construction. Combine that with the early AM hour and there was…

This pleases me. I had an interaction with Laurie and Lou in early 90's NYC when they stopped to ask me about a street fair and a brief discussion followed. Pretty much what you’d expect...she was doing most of the (thoughtful) talking and he was reticent and trying to pull her along, but he half-laughed at certain…

Celery and/or celery salt is a critical component of any real tuna salad. If someone truly hates celery, sure leave it out, but otherwise a requirement.

I’ve never tried including lemon juice, but will now...hmmm, I guess just like squeezing lemon on baked/fried fish....would have to be very little, since it can…

I know, I know....many others have coasted into office on even less...but seriously, what particular qualifications does she have besides Ye Olde Fashioned Entitlement and Nepotism that make her a qualified candidate for AK governor? I mean, even Daddy H started with Lt Gov first.

*GASP* I was Kinja’d! LOL

That was meant to be in response to PenguinLust2:ElectricBoogigloo post above with a photo about making cookies using an vintage cookie gun.

OMG! You’ve brought back great memories via that cookie gun—I bought one as a teenager way back in the early 80's. Worked well from what I recall as long as the dough was a particular consistency.

....”breeding ground”......

Apparently literally!

Northeast US, late 80's, semi-rural hilly area with farms and a less-traveled shortcut road home from work and me driving an ‘84 Fiero at the time. Stuck at work on a weekend, snowstorm, me leaving much later than planned. Made it successfully 3/4s of the way home until poof into an almost invisible drifted snowbank I…