Reading that laundry list this early in the morning makes me feel like I just ate a large spoonful of old mayonnaise.
Reading that laundry list this early in the morning makes me feel like I just ate a large spoonful of old mayonnaise.
This is supposed to be Atlanta? Are you sure it isn’t Bel Air?
Who is this guy? Because I FUCKING LOVE HIM.
FUCK why did this have to come out right now, I have too many TPS reports to write and I don’t have time to watch it at my desk at work!?
The sloppy name for pointe shoes. :)
Do you have any busted-up stanky old toe shoes kicking around you can schpritz with some Glade Potpourri? That might help.
And it’s situated on a little creek, which means the journey, and there’s an eagle perched in a maple tree outside, which means America, and there’s smoke coming out of the chimney, which means family. (Can you tell I’m obsessed?)
Lady G did a shiny job (we all continue to forget, and continue to be pleasantly reminded, that she has a lovely, capable voice), but I realized in re-watching Whitney’s performance why it was so perfect. She smiles the entire way through. Like, with this effortless joy. You know - she smiled a lot while she sang.…
Nicolas Sparks is the Thomas Kinkade of “storytelling,” if that’s what he thinks it is.
NO NO DON’T SHOW YOURSELF OUT COME BACK AND GIVE US MORE!!
Agreed. It’s ludicrous and maudlin and, as someone who’s lost a bunch of family members to Alzheimer’s, reprehensible.
I hadn’t thought about the Manson murders in forever (I grew up with a daughter of someone in the Symbionese Liberation Army) but I was just in the Museum of Death in New Orleans and all that shit came flooding back. Being in that museum, BTW, is like opening the lid to a septic tank and peering inside, without…
if you want to put that tortie in a fed ex box and ship her my way i’d say some hosannas in your honor
I’m one of those people who has a lucky day when she sees the pink Corvette. 20 years and counting in this town and it never ceases to make me grin, like seeing a unicorn saunter out of a Chipotle.
Magnificent.
Yep. I’d like to see that movie about skateboarding girls. They don’t need to be some famous historical figures. They just need to be awesome. There, done!
Shonda was workin’ on a YA some years ago...this must be how she finally gets to work that out.
You mean, ‘Aberieb.’
Also Luna Lovegood’s. So tender. :(
When he comes through the door and hears Marianne playing...I can’t.