Having an emotional connection with someone you trust is generally a good way to describe a friend. My god, everyone’s in on it!

Don’t you go bringin’ logic and reason into this conversation! That’s not fair!

Uh. /Walks to 1986 car. /turns light knob on. /lights go on. /Considers that when built, people had expectations that we would be colonizing the moon right now. /Future proven.

HVAC, Volume and window/lock controls should always be a hardware.

A knob doesn’t become obsolete. That’s future-proof.

The dead end was frustrating, because, as a fat feminist, I was hungry to find out who the original poster could be so I could then eat them.

Yep. And depression was part of the initial spark here, because everyone wants something differently in those circumstances (if they’re even lucky enough to know what they want/need). I never know what people close to me need, and I’d love if, when they can, they could tell me.

Absolutely! And it’s on me for not making that clear. I honestly don’t expect people to feed me, but more like, crap, I’m being an ass because I’m hungry, SORRY I JUST NEED TO EAT.

this comment is slightly lacking in Pantera.

I’m currently 33 and am completely independent save the $50 birthday check I get each year. At least I thought I was, until a few days ago when my father suggested kicking me off the family cell phone plan and I reacted as though he had asked me to sell my kidney.

I beg to differ. In Europe, you can get a bare bones Merc with cloth seating and less gadgets than a moderately equipped Hyundai.

This is a fundamental problem Lifehacker faces. Whenever we like something, we’re told it’s just an ad and we’re shills. There’s really no good way for us to say “This is an awesome thing” without someone cynically assuming we were paid for it. Which, by the way, we were not.

Being free to do something and that something being a dick move are not mutually exclusive.

Remember kids: Black Lives Matter is a bunch of whiners who are looking for reasons to be offended. The real oppression is a lack of Christmas iconography on your coffee cups.

I wouldn’t hitchhike or go stay in the home of a stranger I met in the street in Small Town USA, let alone in countries that I am not familiar with that are not known for having progressive attitudes towards women. I was astonished at the risks the author of this piece took.

My credit is not good around here.

This is true. Someone told us the Challenger was a hot car at the time. You’ll get all your money back no problem when you’re done, they said. We did not get all our money back.