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When the Gawker Gizmodo Media Group respects the personal lives of celebrities at a beach or whatever, I’ll stop laughing at the double standard that is this article.

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I was stalked by a violent and deranged man who periodically tries to find me again. I have to be super stern with people not to take my photo or post it online if they do have it. I always give a short explanation: “A few years ago, I was stalked and now I maintain no social media presence.” The usual response is

I see a couple of armchair lawyers trying to suggest your right to take pictures in public is completely unfettered. That is actually not correct.

All I remember about it is Josh Hartnett and Lucy Lui being adorable, which honestly is enough to sell a movie for me.

You know what’s honestly a pretty dumb band name? The Beatles. I won’t get into any other Beatles-related hot takes, but they’ve been so omnipresent my entire life that it literally took decades for me to realize it was a pun.

My friends in college made unending mockery of my love of that show and when they got into it years later, I made them buy me drinks by threatening spoiler . . . it’s the long con that counts. 

Enema of the State is...the worst Blink 182 album

Pop culture obsessives

It's Se7en, not S7ven. I get that this is nit-picking, but when the article is about avoiding pop culture because the name is stupid, at least get the stupid name of a cited work right. 

The title and early promotional stuff for iZombie made it sound like the worst teenie-bopper crap. If I had known it was the Veronica Mars team I wouldn’t have waited so damn long to check out this fun procedural with surprisingly deep worldbuilding and a really charming cast.

McDonalds drive-thru.   It would come free with a super-size 

I’ll be honest, I am scared that as I age I may not realize I’ve become more conservative.

I think that was a few years back at this point.

“An electrician told Loeb to go fuck himself before she quit” is such a great sentence.

If men got pregnant, abortions would be available at Starbucks.

My uncle was a hippie in the late-1960s and he turned into a cranky conservative not long after making a ton of money and decided he wanted to keep as much of it as possible.

You must have your child... oh he’s brown? to the cages!