It's hard to take part in the awesome name game hijinks when you do not have a middle name.

Mar 26, 2017 at 4:09 AM
It's hard to take part in the awesome name game hijinks when you do not have a middle name.
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Maybe I should rename Claire. With how often I've had to get her to stop flaunting her ass at me recently, she should be named Kardashian.

Mar 25, 2017 at 4:09 AM
Maybe I should rename Claire. With how often I've had to get her to stop flaunting her ass at me recently, she should be named Kardashian.
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There is danger in lumping any group of people together under any label and boxing that aside in your head as taped.

Mar 24, 2017 at 4:09 AM
There is danger in lumping any group of people together under any label and boxing that aside in your head as taped.
~ from Facebook

Erika is a totally kick ass friend.

Mar 23, 2017 at 4:09 AM
Erika is a totally kick ass friend.
~ from Facebook

When I attended public school as a child, there was still a paddle on the wall in the principal's office. Parents that didn't use corporal punishment were expected to tell the teacher their wishes ahead of time. When I was a girl, juice boxes didn't exist, and you could have cut off your finger with the sharp edges on the tin cans that juice came in. The straws at corner stores and gas stations were still mostly paper. You had to go to the arcade to play a video game. You could go into a candy store with five cents and buy something. Some candy stores even still had a penny candy bin. It was total crap but for a penny, who cared? Roller skates were the height of cool. Skateboards weren't. My entire generation played outside together, even the toddlers, unsupervised except older siblings, and looked out for each other. Things like tag, mother may I, Simon says, and hopscotch. Oh, hopscotch. Your afternoon was looking up if you had chalk and something to throw. If there was a jumprope, it was EPIC. I may not enjoy being forty but I'm DAMN sure glad I didn't grow up in Gen Y or later... you poor SOBs had to do all your playing indoors. Latchkey parenting might not have been totally healthy, but at least we didn't have the helicopter parents that most millennials did.

Mar 22, 2017 at 5:09 AM
When I attended public school as a child, there was still a paddle on the wall in the principal's office. Parents that didn't use corporal punishment were expected to tell the teacher their wishes ahead of time. When I was a girl, juice boxes didn't exist, and you could have cut off your finger with the sharp edges on the tin cans that juice came in. The straws at corner stores and gas stations were still mostly paper. You had to go to the arcade to play a video game. You could go into a candy store with five cents and buy something. Some candy stores even still had a penny candy bin. It was total crap but for a penny, who cared? Roller skates were the height of cool. Skateboards weren't. My entire generation played outside together, even the toddlers, unsupervised except older siblings, and looked out for each other. Things like tag, mother may I, Simon says, and hopscotch. Oh, hopscotch. Your afternoon was looking up if you had chalk and something to throw. If there was a jumprope, it was EPIC. I may not enjoy being forty but I'm DAMN sure glad I didn't grow up in Gen Y or later... you poor SOBs had to do all your playing indoors. Latchkey parenting might not have been totally healthy, but at least we didn't have the helicopter parents that most millennials did.
~ from Facebook