I will be honest: the first time I tried making babka, I fucked up so badly I felt like I’d brought shame on several generations of my family. A year later I was finally ready to try again. My family, tired of schlepping to the Lower East Side for babka, was delighted.
All Kickstarter scandals fascinate and compel me, and I will never tire of reading about them, which is not to say I'm reading this in the sense of "haha, look at the suffering and mismanagement of others," so much as, OH LIFE IS LONG AND EVERYTHING HAPPENS
Taylor Hanson was more important and more beautiful than Kurt Cobain and every song that Hanson ever wrote was better than the entire Beatles discography, don't @ me
If Tom Hiddleston were your boyfriend, the first time the two of you got high together, you’d get uncontrollable giggles and finally blurt, “We’re Hiddlestoned.” Then you’d have a terrible moment in which he stared blankly at you and you thought you’d ruined everything before he burst out laughing and said, “I adore you.”
You're a NIGHT-RAT-BOY the size of ONE POINT FIVE CATS, you have mistooken up entirely the size your species is supposed to be, and your head is too much a circle at the back end and a point at the front part, like a drawing of an ice cream cone in a clown's hand. I don't care for that. Be a cat or be a rat but don't be one of both.
Her impudence will only encourage the others!
Majesty, her continued existence is an affront to the high and noble bloodline of the Bloodriddle family, and to the high office with which your grandfrere entrusted me!
Sméagol goes on a group tour catered for the over-60s demographic called The Magic of Andalusia! There are bright sunny days and informative talks about the Moorish architecture in Granada and a full day spent cheerfully being shown about limestone mountains and pine forests in Cazorla National Park.
Never forget this was the closing number in
Gold Diggers of 1933
, which is a little bit like ending
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers
with a scene from
All Quiet on the Western Front
.
The NWHL's sparkly new championship trophy, the Isobel Cup, was named for Lord Stanley's hockey-playing daughter. The lower tiers are lined with empty plaques waiting to be filled in with the names of future winners.
*WITH THE IMPORTANT CAVEAT THAT THE OFFICIAL LINE RIGHT NOW IS THAT HER SHELL CORPORATION WAS CREATED SO SHE COULD PURCHASE PROPERTY PRIVATELY AND WITHOUT FANFARE, WHICH IS CERTAINLY POSSIBLE, I DON'T MEAN TO IMPLY SHE IS 100% A TAX DODGER BUT IT CERTAINLY RAISES SOME QUESTION, OKAY, BACK TO THE FAN FICTION NOW, AGAIN BEARING IN MIND THAT THIS IS JUST FOR THE SHEER DELIGHT OF LIBERTARIAN HERMIONE
