So does the Active2 kick my Gear Sport’s ass? That has a real, clicky rotating bezel which I love?
So does the Active2 kick my Gear Sport’s ass? That has a real, clicky rotating bezel which I love?
Absolutely came here solely for this. Haven’t had this kind of sustained point and uncontrollable snicker in eons.
Oh man. I was there for all of this. It’s surreal seeing it discussed as history now. I was the one who drove my then husband-to-be to Maryland to have his first surgery with Dr. Fischer in 1999. He and I both ran groups on AOL, Yahoo! and other places as support for the tiny but burgeoning online FtM community and…
Oh my. Now it’s just a proliferation of “fuck n******” posts. O.O
Such musical badassery is a delight to behold.
Came here for this. *nods*
“The Upstate, also known as the Upcountry,”
I have heard it said in various venues that it is simply a war of attrition: the NFL is banking on the fact that most of the players will die before payouts can happen. Such continuous fuckery is enraging.
I live for Fat Guy touchdowns and was inordinately pleased that I got to see this live. Hopping around screaming YAAASSS FAT GUY YOU GO is the pinnacle of fandom for me. Heh.
This made me scream with APPROPRIATE PLAYOUT joy when I saw it.
The Tower store was the only reason I set foot in that painful monstrosity during my second NYC visit in 1996. I wonder if you sold me the box set of my favorite opera star?
Ours told us very clearly "do not freeze that shit and eat it a year later, just come to me and I'll make you a small sheet version to celebrate then". Bless her, it was delicious!
This is a little baffling, because Skype for Business has had the capability to record calls for as long as I can remember. *puzzlement*
This is going to be one of those recipes that ends up in a “WTF were they cooking??” post 20 years from now (and all the comments below it will be little barfing emojis), isn’t it?
Pleased to note that once upon a time, I presented as Stagecoach Mary for a local parades. The best part? I got to drive actual stagecoaches with big Amish draught horses all summer.
Dammit, I was looking for the row, too. It took me until these comments to realize wtf it actually was. *headdesk*