I must know the title of this masterpiece.

BRB - off to update my Goodreads list.

Totally had that. Thru the miracle of FB, I reconnected with Mysterious First Husband - who got me preggers 2x, no bebehs tho. By choice. Anyway. Fast forward 30ish years, here he is, here’s pics, here’s his son and his daughter - and omg both those children are stunning. I don’t regret the decision I made at age 20…

These people? I dunno..

I don’t think he’s getting a pass because of the D (which really, shouldn’t it be D/S? heh heh) so much as this was written *nearly half a century ago*. If you know of any straight white males who were espousing beliefs in line with today’s feminism back then, by all means let’s hear about it. Even the grooviest cats…

Much as with Anthony Sowell, the neighborhood where they were held was and is fairly low rent, a nothing little side street in a beat up commercial/industrial zone (yet curiously close to one of the city’s trendiest districts). And although all sorts of lurid reports surfaced initially, none of them seem to have been…

Jayzus, I clearly need to sit my ass down at the sewing machine with a stack of old sheets. Not joking; something I’ve been meaning to do for a while - well, I’m already making pillowcase skirts, this is clearly just the next step.

Yep, my first thought as well. My cysts weren’t bad enough to require surgery, so I wasn’t even really aware that was an option. But I find it much more believable that the cyst was removed while leaving the ovary in place.

OK, Castle of Otranto has been on my probably oughta read list for years now, but you just booted it up to the top. To be immediately followed by a search for stage adaptations (preferably from the same general period - I have this Crazy Idea lately.. )

I would say that’ll be me on the dancefloor in another twenty years only I don’t *think* I’ma wind up as an old white dude. Could happen tho. Ya never know.

THANK YOU. I followed the tweet over, expecting to land back at the rich people’s weed post. Imagine my disappointment.

Sheee-it, I just want a *vape*. Mama can add her own damn bling. Some rhinestones and busted jewelry, a little E 6000, we’ll be smokin in style.

I didn’t shave all winter. I took a pic the other day cause WTF, let’s remember what a whole winter’s worth of growth looks like before I shave it.

Well sonny, back in my day - by which I mean the late 70s - mysterious first husband and I bought an ounce a week. But 1) we had a centrally located apartment on the hip shopping strip, and 2) weed cost $40 an oz.

I’m holding out for Mary Engelbreit. If it doesn’t have checkerboards, polkadots, and dancing cherries, don’t even bother me.

Must have to do with the company you keep. I’ve been online for over twenty years (WAIT WHAT) and I’ve never encountered such a thread either.

I know a couple places in Indiana that are down with such activities. Me, I stick to southern Ohio, in July #Starwood4life

Oh hai fellow performer ;-) Gonna guess the audition was for film; I’m a small theater person myself.

You and I both know that they really mean 'people who live in, or are genetically from warm & humid climates - like, oh, say, AFRICA or LATIN AMERICA - are lazier'. Is it coincidental that Those People want a higher wage to flip a burger every now and then? Case as closed as their minds and hearts. Ugh. Bartender?…

Stupid primate psychology again. People in 'unskilled' jobs want $15/hr? But that's close to what *I* make! (in my dreams, but never mind all that). And I'm clearly better than them because (college / suburban address / white skin / penis - you get the drift). Ergo, they are undeserving (because lack of any or all the…