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Servers must be overwhelmed.  Can’t get on

Me too.  Spc.noaa.gov  is the very best. 

It was that Debra Winger movie. 

The only Dress Barn I’ve been to was in Lubbock, Texas, in the poor part of town, next to a laundromat, and Latina women shopped there, so point in your favor. Who died and made upper-middle-class white women’s tastes the only approved tastes? People of color have been dressing up more than upper middles for a long

The commenters aren’t shitting on it (much).  The Jezebel writer was totally shitting on it.  Cool, the 80's are back!  Mock everything working-class! 

Ever tried Costco for jeans?  That’s the only place I shop anymore  ...  cheap and good fit

Do they yet know whether that driver had overheated brakes or what?  

Same here.  I work in a very female-dominated environment and this crap goes on.  I’m told it goes on in the nursing home, so there’s that to look forward to. 

Old person here.  I had measles AND mumps!  I don’t think there was a vaccine back then. 

I know!  What’s Pamela Anderson on about, blaming Trump for “wanting to rally his base?”  Didn’t Assange help to get Trump elected?

Well, one thing I remember is that Tom Wolfe said everything was about status.

Am I the only one who cynically things a ton of adult (and high-school age) friendship is about status? And that it’s hard to figure out because no one talks about status?

I grew up working-class and aced the standardized tests all on my own. I got a National Merit scholarship, full ride. Yet everyone thinks I’m stupid because of my Southern accent. One time at a work event, the speaker gave us a math brain teaser and I solved it by making it into an equation. Others couldn’t understand

Victoria Beckham. 

I’d pay that cop to do a standup show

They’re funnier than you.  Jealous?

Local here.  At one time I thought it was a PR person or maybe a writer at an ad agency, but it’s a real cop.  We locals don’t mind.

Not quite the same but I had a bit of a similar situation. Old lady made a left turn and was *really slow* pulling into a parking space, leaving the other would-be left-turners behind her sticking out into busy traffic.  Well, the car BEHIND me honks.  Not I!   And when I got into the store, the old lady angrily

Israel Keyes was a lot like him and got away with it for a long time, in part by studying him. 

A major takeaway for me from all the Bundy stuff is just how many people left their keys in their cars!  Anywhere he went, he was able to find a car with keys in it lickety-split...