I was raised by a Deadhead. I tried to get into the music, and I do have some appreciation for it, but I never went too deep into them as a group.
I, like you, was 13, going into 8th grade, and on vacation with my family when Jerry Garcia died, except my Deadhead father wasn't with us. He was stuck at home working while my mother, brother, aunt, and cousins were visiting my grandmother just outside of Miami. On August 6th, the 7 of us barricaded ourselves in the bathroom as we waited for Hurricane Erin to strike. On August 9th, my father's hero died. On August 13th, my father's other hero, Mickey Mantle, died. When we finally came home, he said we were never to go on vacation without him again. It was a rough week for my dad.
@celeec4@twitter Yes! I only "blush" when I'm exercising, never for any other reason. Clearly both our faces are plotting against us.
IS THAT WHY I DON'T UNDERSTAND BLUSH? I was a teenager first experimenting with makeup during the grunge era of the 90s. These days I do my makeup every day, but I never, ever, ever use blush. I hate it. I don't get it. It's stupid. And now I learn that it's not me, but rather the ghost of the 90s haunting my face forever? Because I can live with that, actually.
I went to Day Jew Camp in NJ - I always wanted to go to sleepaway camp, but never did. Still, I loved every second of it, especially when I was middle-school aged and got to be part of the travel camp. Making out with boys on busses all over the northeastern US and Canada? Yes please!
It was actually secular Day Jew Camp. The community center that ran our program had a separate program for the orthodox campers - Camp Shalom. Lots more davening and absolutely no co-ed swimming.
Despite the fact that my username and avatar show where my boozy affections truly lie, I do love a fantastic martini. This recipe? Sounds just about perfect.
That's right, olive lovers. I reject your briny spheres. You wanna make something of it?
It's amazing to me how people didn't get that Freud was the one with the problem, not the rest of society. The man had thousands of penises resting on his face, for chrissake!
@QuiteAimable Yet somehow, I keep managing to involve myself with the apparent minority of men who freak out and say DON'T TOUCH MY BALLS THEY'RE SENSITIVE. Not even a gentle caress...
I just broke up with my long-term boyfriend yesterday. And even though I initiated it, it still sucks. So THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU I WILL DO ALL OF THESE THINGS. (Or, you know, variations on them.)
@steve Yes, this! Using abbreviations and leaving unnecessary words out means it only takes my mom 5 minutes to send a text instead of 10. She apologizes to me all the time because she knows I get annoyed when people do "R" and "U" and all that. I tell her not to be ridiculous because i don't get annoyed by her doing it.
@Josh is like Germany Ambitious and Misunderstood Yes, this moment was my favorite thing ever--and that comes from a former unapologetic Jewel fan. Her poetry book came out when I was (gulp) 16 and I thought owning it made me worldly and deep...until I read it, and experienced disillusion for the first time in my life.
And then that awful pop album came out, and I washed my hands of Jewel. Ugh.