It’s time to play fuck, marry, or kill! But instead of celebrities or characters, we’re going to have to choose between songs with the same name or theme. Read More FMK: Music Edition
Q: I have an issue with sticky dust. The dust that settles in my house is gummy and gross and almost impossible to get rid of. (I live in Los Angeles – is it a regional problem? Something to do with smog?) What can I do to prevent it, and how can I clean things that are covered in it? Read More Ask UfYH: Sticky Dust and Fruit Flies From Hell
I turned 13 in July, 1978. I was headed into eighth grade in a small middle school in a small town in Kentucky. The country’s economy was bad and our little town was hit hard: well-paying jobs in the coal mines and the few factories we had disappeared and there weren’t any new industries to take their places. I lived in a dry county, except for the VFW or American Legion and private clubs like the Elks, Lions and Moose Clubs where liquor was served illegally with a wink and a nudge and the occasional raid during election year.