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I was never a looker and kind of a dork but I and most of my friends didn’t have trouble meeting people and dating in the pre technology days. I think it’s because back then you usually met them at a party or bar or class and were forced to have face to face conversation. You knew pretty quickly if you had that “hmm

Yeah, I am no longer with the college boyfriend but I have not parted with the love letters. They are really sweet to read and give me nostalgia to the bone (not for him, but for that young me). It’s nice to have something tangible, I’m going to say it: kids today are missing out on the art of a letter. Texts and

Back in the olden days before cell phones and interwebs you could go out with someone, even more than once, and because things were slower, communication less instant and constant, getting ghosted was less painful. Answering machines were wonky, roommates flaky with messages, numbers juxtaposed, rejection was just

This might be my favorite comment of 2017. I’m making it my screensaver.

It’s unavoidable that he can’t jettison his uppercrusty roots and attitudes. He’s snooty. That’s what made KG so enjoyable as his sidekick. She didn’t give a shit and really ruffled his family money feathers. 

You know Kathy Griffin is going to be filled with rage on NYE, watching Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen bore the shit out of people on CNN. So hire her to hand out the sandwiches (livestream it) and make it close enough to the CNN perch that she won’t be able to help herself and will fling clammy thick cut bacon at

Thing is, shame is a notion that has never penetrated Trump’s pus filled soul. Puerto Rico is on a long list of people and places that Trump (and Pence and Ryan and McConnell etc.) doesn’t give a shit about and never will. They are not rich and too brown.

Holy frozen crap on a cracker, that’s outer space cold.

The entries are really fun to read years later. They are usually stream of consciousness, I just go, and cover world and personal events and opinions about them. Some are sad to read, like broken hearted college entries about my turd boyfriend at the time. What love and time I wasted on him. You live, you learn. I

It’s supposed to be minus something ridiculous on NYE which translates into “only people who can’t bear to be alone, ever” will be out here. Even when single, I preferred to spend it in solitary splendor. Mr. Slackss is working so I’ll bundle up and walk the pups, paint the trim in the kitchen and read some memoir on

You seem angry, bro. Maybe because people have rightly called you out on your wrong statement about dementia and hyper sexuality (see this thread, Meggusta and others have explained it over and over)? And really, I’m just some rando on the interwebs, you seem to care a lot about being “dragged” by a stranger who

Yeah, that claim he made about “tendencies” came out of nowhere. Hyper sexuality is a component of dementia and saying patients who exhibit it always have had those tendencies is just wrong.

So you don’t count underpants as clothing? I know you’re sitting on some “Thursdays” right now, Mr. Finger.

If you are around elderly folks a lot, you learn a couple things: 1. You have about a 50/50 chance your kids will care for you when you are old and within the ones who do, there’s a good percentage who are doing it to get at your money. Your best bet is have kids, love them but don’t count on them to help when you’re

His deranged pudding faced spokesperson Janet is on CNN babbling like a loon about how how that their “experts” other conspiracy theories have no bearing on this one. She is awful and insane. She keeps threatening the governor’s election chances and giving out the attorney general’s phone number. I’m actually kind of

I’m sad that Daniel Day Lewis is retiring from acting. He seems like a good person and is amazing to watch. And we’ll be stuck with Vin Diesel, still making movies until they get to Fast and Furious (167): Old Farts on Walkers.  Boo.

“Lest” dammit it’s “lest.” Kinja won’t let me edit

My friend saw Mike and Mother at Catholic Christmas mass over the weekend. I bet that sacrilegious smirker doesn’t even do the peace sign, less he mistakenly touch lady parts (meaning hands).

After several inquiries to MLB, ESPN, TBS, local affiliates, etc. over the last several years, I’ve concluded that it’s these bullshit old broadcasting maps that cause the Cubs games to be blacked out in Indianapolis (also the WSox but who cares). Indy is considered some kind of “local” station for Chicago despite

So if someone made a movie about Brangelina’s break-up and portrayed Angie as a malnourished hollowed-eyed she-devil bent on ruining perpetually stoned/drunk erratic blonde Brad, wouldn’t they have a case for slander or something? I mean just because Feud takes place in an era when the Lindbergh baby was probably