Let’s talk music. Crasstalkers definitely have strong opinions about the subject so let’s see what you got. It’s not like anyone here will mock you for your tastes and call you a snotty hipster, pathetic hippy, or ghetto rat.
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With apologies to Sir Winston “The British Bulldog” Churchill, we have seen them on the beaches, we have seen them on the landing grounds, we have seen them in the fields and in the streets, we have seen them in The Hills.
I refer to nicknames.
Bestowed by family, school friends, coworkers, or enemies; sometimes they stick. Some are obvious. “Flash” for anyone quick. “Tiny” for tall people. “Bluey” for gingers in Australia. As Kara “Starbuck” Thrace might put it, there are many copies. Continue reading
Before Al Gore or David Hasselhoff invented the Internet, or you were able to finally go to the mall arcade to play Space Invaders and possibly buy reefer by the restrooms, you and your siblings sat down at the dining room table and pulled out the old board game where some measure of victory was won, or someone cried tears into their bowl of ice cream. Loser! Draw Four! Continue reading
When are you the most alert, the most productive, feel like you can take on the world? Do you wake up bright-eyed and bushy tailed, or do you require a slow build-up to peak efficiency? Today’s QOTD:
The phone rings: it’s the love of your life, the president of your PTA, your Mother. It’s someone with a free pass to make a small imposition and announce themselves or guests on short notice.
If you’re like me, all the laundry is clean and very neatly laid out over the love seat in the living room. All 42 loads. The camping gear is in the kitchen in some stage of being cleaned for the next trip. The stack of catalogs and mail in the entryway has been knocked over and haphazardly restacked yet again. Today’s QOTD:
Brussels sprouts, spinach salad, tomato pie, aubergine parmesan…mmm. I do love my veggies; the deeper the color, the better. Today’s QOTD:
You see that deplorable display of engineering up there? That’s a 1985 Pontiac Fiero. It was a mean two seater with the engine in the back, right over the gas tank. In short, it was a freaking death trap. Continue reading
Underpants are important. Continue reading
Hi gang. It’s time to play our game. This one is for all of you former drama club geeks who spent your free time secretly watching The Music Man while your friends were out being cool.
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