I doubt people will see this as I’m grey on this account but I find it so sad that SNS has come to this . 28 minutes up and zero comments , last week the comment section was so sparse . This used to be a thriving community but because of Kinja not caring about it’s commentators and not fixing the many, many issues…

To say I love her diminishes the feelings I have for her. Without hyperbole, I will say that Nanette changed my entire life and how I live in the world. I respect and admire her so much.

Gods, she’s just the best. And that line about “more backbone” is excellent.

There are people who would like to see friends of mine dead and Chappelle has declared he stands with them.

Yeah I’d give Dave a bit of leeway on the jokes. That’s not to say they aren’t offensive to people. Heck I watched the special and at times looked at the audience and could tell from their faces they were, at the very least, unimpressed with them. That’s jokes; some work, some don’t.

I used to know nothing about Guy Fieri. Thanks to 23andMe I now know that man is genetically related to me enough to be my 3rd cousin. Now, whenever his name pops up in the news I think, “It’s nice someone in the family is doing well financially because none of the rest of us are.” Late stage capitalism is fun.

I have a few stories- but here’s the one I decided on sharing this year. It’s a longer one:

I live in London, probably one of the most haunted cities around, not too far from <a href=”https://www.royalparks.org.uk/parks/brompton-cemetery?gclid=CjwKCAjwh5qLBhALEiwAioods3-ObIl9frge2P9vAwwnXIKEEWge3fMQJrsuhep8C3f_mU9ZHmxWERoCULIQAvD_BwE”>Brompton Cemetery</a>, which I use as a cut through to Earls Court or just…

This happened 20 years ago, but I think about it all the time. I was in my early twenties and living in London on a study-abroad year. For spring break I wanted to go on a walking tour of the Lake’s District and stumble around in Wordsworth’s footsteps, but there was a hoof and mouth outbreak and all the trails were…

Flay cheated on Stephanie March while they were married. I’ll never not give him side-eye because of that.

I have a story to tell that is not my own, it was told to me by a friend and later corroborated by her mother. This lives rent-free in my head and has for the past sixteen years.

This is a story about tulpas. I’m not any kind of expert on this but from what I understand tulpas are spiritual beings created by living…

I grew up in a wooded area — my parents still live there. And something that happened this past December put a creepy spin on a thing that happened when I was a kid.

You could have just written a perfectly serviceable article without the rampant snobbery, but nooooo....

This description of the town may be the scariest story I’ve read.

I can! It’s a small village just outside cottage country, in an agrarian community. The kind of place with Thanksgiving hay rides, a dog sledding festival, and an opiate epidemic.

I went to school in New York City and my freshman dorm, very pre-war, was an restored 5th avenue hotel - and most notably, an old residence of Mark Twain. We’re talking sinks in the bedroom, rusted heaters, cracked flooring, curling paint. I lived on the 14th floor (which was technically the 13th floor but triskaidekap…

I shared this last year, but it got buried.

One fall night in the mid-90s, my friend and I decided to take a late visit to Welwyn Preserve in Glen Cove, NY. It had long since closed for the day - this was like 10.30 at night - but we always parked in a cul-de-sac at the end of Glengariff Drive, where there was a path into the woods (I tell you these things in…

When I was a little girl, we lived in a busy little seaport town in New England. Most of the houses in my neighborhood were built in the late 18th and early 19th century and were owned by sea captains and the like. When I was in seventh grade I was friends with the weirdos and we enjoyed doing our own thing, which…

I recently became kind of addicted to these stories as well. Some of the Jezebel contest ones are great (‘Look at Me’ is the best one I can think of).