Come on. Don’t tease. Link us to your stuff. I promise I’ll write you a review! (I remember from my days in the HP FF community, all fanfic writers are total whores for reviews)

I was an assistant coach for my (city-sponsored) neighborhood swim team in high school. The parents who complained about their kid not swimming the “right” events always blew me away. There are 250 kids on this team, they all have to swim three events at each meet, and each meet has a rotating cap of heats and…

The Wizard of Oz

Poor stance. Were he actually receiving a blowjob, he would def stumble and fall on top of her. And pants around the knees just compounds the problem.

The baby bat cried out in fright

It’s decorative gourd season!

If you do move, please get some ironclad paperwork on this whole house thing. It will be signed over as a bonus after how many years? Is that dependent upon performance? If he leaves or is terminated, will you have the option to buy? What if he develops medical difficulties and can’t work? Or in the event of his…

It is worth going to a Mountain Goats show just to experience the massive, beautiful, singalong this song always becomes.

My grandad died about five years ago. About five years before that, my aunt and her husband moved into his house to be his caretakers. When he passed, the kids arranged it so the aunt bought the other children out and they continued living in his house.

I feel about the same, but I try not to make assumptions about what music other people are going to find important. My mother is too fond of telling the story of her father, saying to her in 1965: “No one will remember them in five years”

Kurt Cobain will never not appeal to teenagers. It’s kind of creepy. In death, he is immortal. If he’d grown up and released a dozen mediocre dad-rock albums ala Dave Grohl, they would not care.

In fairness, nobody thought it was weird when I and plenty of my peers got into Nirvana as teens, even though Kurt Cobain died when I was a toddler. It seems to be a pretty common cycle.

Your fear gives us strength...

You should never put a teapot directly onto a burner. That’s why kettles exist - the ceramic most teapots are made of is too fragile to take that kind of direct heat. They will crack, or the glaze will flake.

I’ve been jonesing to share this with someone who appreciates Chris O’Dowd.

It’s fine. QOTSA are indie Nickelback. Aggressively bland.

Nah, I’m super jelly, your childhood sounds idyllic. And I think there has been a backlash against helicopter parenting, which is all to the good imo. Just pointing out the realities of growing up in the nineties/early oughts. Free-range children were assumed to be pickings for satanic rapists, the internet was…

Sounds like you had very tolerant parents and lived in area where you could walk or bike to fun things like radio shack and a cool cemetery. Not everyone is so fortunate, especially us millennials who were almost uniformly overparented and often grew up in the vast kind of suburb where it could take half an hour to…

I also grew up in a house with a septic tank. When one of my freshman roommates told me she always flushed her tampons I nearly passed out.

Honestly, that guy struck me as the type who gets super upset when someone leaves, because he’s deluded himself into believing that your job is an extension of your personality as opposed to a way to make money.