This is one of my most favorite things in the universe. Good to know it’s a literal national treasure

I’m right there with you. I never caught the musical bug. Even now I’m grateful when my kid latches on to a movie without singing. Thanks, Pixar!

Hah, my very Catholic and traditional grandparents went to see Rent, and not even at its peak, like much later, when the subject matter was very well-known. They walked out because it was “just awful.” Ummmm...

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that there is an intersection between Trump voters and people who interact with the outside world

I was driving through the sticks in Ohio this weekend, and I admit my initial reaction to all the Trump signs in people’s yards was wanting to stop and rip them all out or set them on fire or both. Seriously, there we SO MANY, a lot of them semi-billboard-sized. But, naturally, I didn’t, because that’s just not how…

You mean you didn’t just leave cryptic song lyrics hoping the guy you liked would sign in and read them and figure out what you’re thinking? Was that just me?

“This is not happening. This is not happening.”

Yessss. I knew there was a reason I badly needed to nerd out about some X-files today. Thank you, friend, for giving me the perfect opportunity!

“You’re feeling very sleepy... very relaxed...”

“Um, well, I’m kind of still on the fence about this [election] thing, but I do love watching you guys squabble over me.”

Oh my god I love that movie so much. That is all I ever think of when I see Jon Favreau.

Thank you for this. Sometimes it is absolutely OK to be that guy

That completely short-circuited the copy editor part of my brain. I... can’t even begin to think about where to start

Ok, I stopped being lazy and found a picture (under “ball bearing necklace,” hah). I’m pretty sure I had one this big. Oh, to be so trendy again!

Yeah, I definitely wore about that many at once. They were brutual on arm hairs!

Teen you and teen me would definitely have been friends. Except the silver chain would have been those thick metal balls, what were those called? With an alien head attached, of course

Same here. Every time this discussion comes up, I go through this intense roller coaster of emotions, starting with, “Wow, this is insane and it’s only getting worse! We’re barely hanging on with one kid, we’ll never be able to have another,” which moves directly into a purely irrational, emotional (probably…

Oh my god, I just can’t. Look at his face! This will never get old