No chance. It’s... if not a secret, then strictly only to be mentioned in front of people they think are also in the club, so to speak.

That thudding sound was the door hittin’ ya where the good lord split ya, Roy. You were warned.

I come from a moderately to very wealthy group of overwhelmingly white medium-sized towns in the upper Midwest. It was a thicket of Trump signs up here during the election. Half my gainfully employed, four-year-degree-having, vacation-taking, new-car-driving family are Trumpies.

What you’re talking about is the difference between the unemployment rate (people recently out of work and looking for a new position) versus the labor force participation rate (people who could be working who aren’t and haven’t been for long enough to fall off the unemployment rolls, which only count about six…

So is silverware. Compare a dinner fork from 100+ years ago to a modern dinner fork. The modern one looks like a shovel by comparison.

Yeah, the thing with statutory rape and other child sex crimes is that they’re strict liability and “b-b-b-but I thought she was 18!” is not a defense. It doesn’t matter if you assumed she was of age and didn’t ask, it doesn’t matter if you did ask and she lied to you, it doesn’t matter if she showed you fake ID, it…

ETA: Deadspin tells me Sassy is a TWH, so that’s probably a running walk rather than pacing.

Hey Roy? That giant-ass curb bit is sitting WAY too low in Sassy’s mouth. It’s literally in her front teeth. Look at the photo of him leading from the ground- the bit is falling out of her mouth. And even with him in the saddle hauling on it (what is UP with that rein hold?!) it isn’t sitting where it should be.…

Isn’t it funny how things that in a normal (pre-2016) world would merit wall-to-wall coverage now only get a paragraph in Barf Bag because the news is a flaming hellscape that changes hourly?

Bets! Place yer bets! Is he going to blow up on launch? Fail to bail out when the rocket hits free fall at the top of its arc? Go splat in the desert? Incinerate in midair?

One more thing about Roy Moore. Warning: it is petty, but it pisses me off.

PSA: Girls was a gross pander to the worst stereotypes about Millennials, and was made so Gen X white women could feel nostalgic about their twenties and everyone older than them could look down on Millennials. It was not a show made for Millennials. At all.

The entire apoplation of the U.S. knows he has the best words!

*rides through town on geriatric Paint horse, screaming*

As an American, I’d like to issue a correction: the State Department is currently staffed by a goldfish, three turtles, a rat eating a slice of pizza, and a number of “purple pincher” hermit crabs (Coenobita Clypeatus) who were displaced by the recent bout of hurricanes and needed somewhere to resettle that didn’t get…

This Millennial will never buy a Harley, or let her husband buy a Harley, because I know too many maimed or dead Boomers thanks to motorcycle accidents. One-legged family friend, quadriplegic uncle, dad’s best friend dead. That’s enough.

What do you know? There are in fact new, unplumbed depths of shame I can experience as a result of the behavior of this administration. I never would have guessed. You know. Before.

Well, shit. Trump and the Republicans are trying to kill my mother again. Her life depends on access to a drug that costs $4,000 a month. It is the ONLY thing that can prevent her chronic autoimmune condition from killing her. She lives on a fixed income of $36,000/year. With subsidies gone, her insurance premiums…

I’ve told my best ones on here in previous years, but I do have two smaller ones left. I live in a modern apartment now where nothing strange ever happens, but my mom’s 1916 house had enough weirdness for a lifetime. Here are two more of the odd things that happened in that house:

“My abortion is the only moral abortion,” said every anti-abortion person who gets an abortion anyway ever.