It’s on my e-reader. Every so often I’ll finish a couple of books and it will pop up in my “currently reading” menu and I nope on over to something else.

I have some LV that’s 25+ years old and looks just as good now as the new stuff (besides some light tarnishing on the brass) but I haven’t bought anything new in years because the quality doesn’t seem the same.

I just bought a Nokia 8 (last year’s flagship) six weeks or so ago, and it has a lovely aluminum back as well as some really nice specs. Since it’s older it was €300, has Android One, a very nice camera, and the SD slot can also be used for a second sim.

When I was 6 or so, we went to the Smithsonian. In the Air and Space museum, there was a reentry capsule with an astronaut suit inside, hanging from the ceiling. I was CONVINCED that they had a dead astronaut on display. Whether he’d been dead when they put him up there or if he starved/suffocated in there was…

I have a Nokia 8 (last year’s flagship, not the Sirocco) and it’s perfectly lovely. And since it’s last year’s, I paid 300 euros for it. Most of the reviews had the same “boring” tag on it, but even the camera criticism isn’t really justified for an everyday phone. (I went from a Lumia 950 to it, have Android Pie, and…

I should clarify because on re-reading my post it seems confusing: on my return to Norfolk (because the cat and I evacuated to about 5 hours northwest), I hosted a powerless apartment (for two weeks, and I was one of the lucky ones), but one that had gas and running water, so all of my friends came by for showers and…

Same. I was living in Norfolk during Isabel and got to see my adopted home town (Poquoson) utterly destroyed on my return. I left the next year, for Indiana and eventually The Netherlands, and it’s still vaguely traumatic to watch it all unfold again. Florence is giving me Isabel vibes.

Mary Hutton is Lauren Hutton. There were too many Marys. It’s an interesting article.

You’re definitely not alone–I wanted either a CRX or a Fiero. My roommate had one when we were in college and I was vaguely jealous (though by that time it was mostly about the gas mileage, as I was driving an 83 Firebird that got approx negative 50 mpg).

Dutch television is (with a few exceptions) so bad. We’ve almost given up TV in favor of Netflix, which is probably one of the driving forces of this (not us personally, of course. We’re just part of a larger trend).

That’s what happened to my grandmother when she was 45 - she thought she was beginning menopause and it was only a few months in that she realized that wasn’t the case.

I want to curl up in the left corner of that with a book. It looks so inviting. Hmm

That baby shouldn’t have entered the country illegally!!!

My dad’s also a retired officer and can’t stand the man. Half our phone calls (I’m now living overseas) are centered around “did you hear this thing the orange atrocity said/did?”. He’s usually referred to as "that dumbass".

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I giggle every time. It’s always Schiphol, and there’s always a wall of Dutch orange in the background. Home, sweet airport.

You mean like bankrupting a casino?

This isn’t true. The Netherlands will allow dual citizenship if you’re married/legally partnered with a Dutch citizen. When I went for dual citizenship (Dutch and American), I contacted the consul’s office and asked very specifically, and they said that they discourage it, since it causes some tricky situations if…

Don’t forget bringing her parents over. “Chain migration” in action! Or did her former Yugoslavian Communist Party member father get here some other way? Does he qualify for extraordinary ability? Or did he come over legally (IR-5, family member of a US citizen) in a way that their son-in-law’s administration is…

I’m hanging on to mine as long as I can, which is unlike me. It's that good.