Harold loves the old Incredible Hulk TV show. Last night, we watched an episode calledTerror in Times Square, during which I ignored most of the plot to watch the lovely backgrounds of Manhattan. I liked trying to identify the locations. Is this 1970′s Park Ave in the low 30s? Or is it a movie set in a less-trafficked area, made up to look like Park and the low 30s? I watched the show, thinking happily about adventures in the city, but Harold empathized more with the crowd-induced Hulk rage.
Tonight, we are watching The Amazing Spiderman, and Harold wants to know why, if Spiderman lives in Queens, he’s taking the Coney Island train?
If I were still teaching English, I would make my students read this when we discussed unreliable narrator.
When you’re a couple and you make the choice not to have kids, you don’t get it. You’re a DINK (pardon the double entendre). You’ve got two incomes and half the expenses.
When you have kids, a weekend escape isn’t just a quick flight for 2, it’s a flight for 4, and you can’t get the king sized bed, you need the suite, and then the dinners are not for 2, they’re for 3, or 4, or 5. What might cost you $800 for a quick getaway will cost me $1500.
These people are most likely the type of whiners that are now having children banned from a food court in Australia. These are the type of people who are complaining about kids on airplanes. Married couples who have no kids are the types of people who are trying to get kids kicked out of restaurants.
Wait, what? People without kids aren’t aware that more people in your household costs more money? And they wish there were no children in the world? That has not been my experience, and if this has been your experience, have you considered that maybe all your friends are jerks?
(I’m with the hypothetical childless people on the airplanes, though. I do not want to listen to your baby cry for the entire flight. No one does.)
Yes, a recent study shows that married couples without children are happier than those with, but selfishness will do that to you. … My childless friends are happy having a last minute golf weekend away, and I’m happy sitting in on a Wednesday night baking cookies and reading Dr Seuss.
Perhaps parenting is a case of ‘delayed happiness.’ It may be stressful and hectic now, but when I’m old I will have children and grandchildren to keep me company and I will be showered in family. I wonder how happy a childless couple will be when they’re at the end of the line?
I’m confused about the thesis here: Are you happy now? Or are you miserable and comforting yourself thinking about childless people dying alone?
The whole article made me giggle. I’ve never felt so confident and comfortable with my plans not to have children than reading an attack on those selfish childless a-holes. I basically read all the snark about frivolous and selfish travel, dining, urban homes, and thought THAT’S ME! I’m also so lucky that most of my friends with little ones do not have this attitude at all, I kind of want to call you all up and thank you for being awesome.
I try not to get all OMG DOOM!!! about internet changes, but I don’t think this is too far off base.
How I often felt navigating Manhattan.
Recently I’ve heard a little bit of talk (you know who you are if you happen to read this) about game reviews, and how they should be all opinion, and no objective information. I think we can all agree that reviews should never be marketing speak, with just a list of features (“Contains…
Personally, I get infuriated when a review reads like a press release. There should be a distinct difference between editorial and marketing copy.
A good review doesn’t just list features, it tells how the writer felt about those features and what kind of game was created out of those components. But obfuscating the specs in an attempt to avoid sounding like an advert is poor, uninformative writing.
so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
I didn’t know teachers could afford big nice houses.
Where is this? I am going to show up in a flapper dress and declare my love for your teacher.
|Harold:||I can't believe that crazy Amy lady (http://amybouzagloofficial.tumblr.com/) posted about shoving a turkey baster! But people shouldn't ask her to grab her tits.|
|Meg:||Yeah, I get filthy comments all the time, but I don't post them on my blog.|
|Harold:||WHAT? You never told me that happens to you.|
|Meg:||I'm a woman writing opinions about games on the internet.|
I don’t know if you guys saw the episode of Kitchen Nightmares, or if you’ve seen anything from their facebook meltdowns. But Amy’s Baking Company in Scottsdale, Arizona openly admitted to stealing their servers tips! So if you could please publish this, it’s a link to a petition to get them investigated by the US Department of Labor, and hopefully the resulting legal action will ensure that everyone who worked there gets compensation for the lost tips.
Not only do they steal tips from the servers, they are verbally abusive to their staff and customers. This was all shown on the Kitchen Nightmares episode, as well as many reviews from people who’ve eaten there. I’m sorry that this isn’t exactly a Robin, but I’m hoping that if you guys publish it, it’ll get the remaining signatures it needs (which is about 800 more at the time of submitting).
Ramsay talked to a former waitress there, and the waitress said she’d seen 50 people come and go in her year and a half there. The husband admitted that it was more. So please, Robins, let’s help the Robins who suffered at the hands of Amy’s Baking Company hopefully get back the tips that are rightfully theirs!
[I also don’t know what to tag this as, but considering the verbal abuse I’m using the trigger and violence tags.]
YOU LITTLE PUNKS REALLY NEED TO FUCK OFF FOR ONCE. NEVER HAVE I OR MY HUSBAND STOLEN TIPS FROM OUR SERVERS. YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM. YOU KNOW WHY DON’T YOU HAVE A CUPCAKE? YOU’RE TOO BUSY WASTING YOUR LIFE AWAY ON TUMBLR NOT HAVING A REAL JOB. BIG WOW KIDDO. I’LL BE SURE TO ALERT THE POLICE AND FBI COMPUTER CRIME UNIT OF THIS BLOG AND HAVE IT REMOVED. HAVE A FUCKING GOOD DAY.
I can’t tell if this is Crazy Amy’s real Tumblr or a brilliant parody. Either way, it’s hilarious.
Huh? I thought everyone did that?I love doing this. Especially older books.
The lack of library-scent is the only thing I don’t like about my Kindle.