Looks like Wisconsin, Virginia, Texas, and Louisiana are in a fight to see which one can be the shittiest this week. (No disrespect to the rational people of those states, only sympathy.) Sweden of all places might have them beat, though! Let’s get down to the nitty gritty, shall we? (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.) Read More This Week in Misogyny: In Which I Say “Fuck” a Lot
It recently came to light that our own Selena McIntosh has never seen the 1999 cinematic masterpiece that is 10 Things I Hate About You. Obviously, we need to convince her to remedy that. Read More 10 Things I Love About “10 Things I Hate About You”
Because I really enjoyed the first volume of The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, I looked forward to reading the second installment. Though it is a bit longer this time around, I found that I liked it, but perhaps not as much as I thought I would.
Once upon a time I fancied myself in genuine, once-in-a-lifetime, preteen lurv with Jonathan Taylor Thomas. The “once-in-a-lifetime” tag applies especially, because I’ve never been one for celebrity crushes. Other than a brief, mental dalliance with suit-wearing Joseph Gordon-Levitt circa Inception (you can keep your mopey, plaid-shirt-wearing JGL circa 500 Days of Summer), I haven’t experienced a major crush since JTT (please pardon my use of acronyms; they just feel right). Read More Wherefore Art Thou, Jonathan Taylor Thomas?