Huh. I read it completely differently. I read it as don’t let someone bully you into doing something you aren’t sure about. If you want to say no to the D, then for gosh sakes, say no.

And not to mention her scene that had nothing to do with the case, the brutally awkward reunion with the high school ex. That was amazing.

Two more months.

go home right now and watch Fargo

*cough cough*

I’ve got the rainbow lung, pop.

Not to mention all those jobs working in the sequin mines.

But one of them did, right? Drae Bowles did everything right, he did everything that a person should do for his friend. And in exchange, they attacked him, they ostracized him, and then they forced out their victim’s only support on the team.

But football participation is important because of the values it instills, the lessons it teaches, the character it strengthens, right?

This is the man who I appreciate so much. Thank you Drae Bowles for doing the right thing by someone’s daughter.If I were owned a business, you would be hired anytime you wanted a job. Character!

I wonder if one day the welfare of a sexually assaulted woman will ever trump college athletics.

is like when people who are going about their day minding their own business are always “in the wrong place at the wrong time” when something bad happens to them.

The Mississippi barfight where Favre & Esera Tuaolo brawled with the locals, the friendship with Chmura, & related to second, the alleged removal for being too far gone on booze from the Oneida Bingo Casino, as well.

So instead of an aw-shucks guy who loved shitty pizza and beer, he was actually just another big-time big-shot big-college douchebag football player with an overweening sense of entitlement. Color me shocked.

I really hate it when an athlete I looked up to begins to look like a real douche. You would think I could outgrow this admiration thing by now. sigh.

I have often said, when the time comes for my pets and others’ to leave us, that the only consolation is that life gets so much easier. It doesn’t make us miss them less, or have loved them less. I understand the relief. They enrich our lives while they’re with us, and they free us when they leave us. It’s possible to…

Welp, the first video was going to be good enough, but now my whole afternoon is going to be full of John Mulaney clips after you reminded me of that story. I hope you’re happy.

I was 13-14 in the mid-70s, and I got a lot of attention from grown men. I was thrilled by it. Boys my age either ignored me, barked at me, or called me names. Adult men talked to me like I was a person, admired me, complemented me. At the time, it was bliss, and I felt it made me special. And thanks mainly to a lack…

Children, I graduated from high school in 1971! Ya shoulda seen me back in the day, in my purple velvet maxi coat with faux-fur trim and my waist-length braided hair with feathers. Janis Joplin was my style icon.

I was a pre-teen with a deep longing. But I did have yellow patent leather boots with that buckle. And I did perform “These Boots Are Made For Walking” in them. It was a Rosh Hashona 5732 highlight.