I thought I was still in the grays because I signed up with a burner account- I have since changed my name (I like this one better anyway) and logged on with FB.
I don’t know why it means anything to me, but MAN- I don’t wanna be gray no more!!

They’re all high and mighty one minute, give ‘em a sip of whiskey and BAM!
...straight for the blood sausage

What. The. Fuck.
This is being tone-deaf on a grand scale.

Yech- I always try to discourage my students from joining the greek system. So many of them just don’t get why they are objectionable. Some clearly are worse than others, but the whole damn system is flawed!

That seems like an appropriate, well-measured response...

I’ve been rocking the slow cooker for the last few weeks- fall in Maine demands it! Nothing like coming home to the smells of actual food, instead of lingering cat stank.
I did a jambalaya last week that was pretty killer, and it was vegetarian chili this week- so tasty, and soooo easy. I’ve been using those Jiffy…

Oh, man- this is awesome. Googled the name- is that show any good?

It so crazy. “Manhood” takes whatever form you want it to- grow a beard, look like a musclebound lumberjack, OR be a fey waif, or whatever floats your man boat.
(fey lumberjack is tricky, but it’s MAGIC if you pull it off...)

A single, prescribed “path to manhood” is some restrictive, patriarchal boolshit.

Margaret Atwood was on point when she said,

I can’t help but think of Futurama’s Ethan “Bubblegum” Tate’s voice when there’s a rhetorical, “ARE YOU?”

People are fragile, and a good friend knows when to spin a sweet web of soothing lies to keep their friend from spinning out into Crazytown.
Hard truths are necessary sometimes, but not often.

So THAT’S why dance is so popular!