“A wise and frugal government which shall restrain men from injuring one another, which shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned. This is the sum of good government.”—– Thomas Jefferson
It was amazing. He recieved 63 emails from 3:28-3:32pm, and still counting. There is a vidblog of his reaction pending…but more importantly:
MATT IS NOW STARTING A TUMBLR TO HIGHLIGHT HIS FAVORITE EMAILS. Congrats tumblr universe, you’ve coerced one more into the fold. I’ll link his blog once it’s created, and you might see your email on it.
Thanks again everybody! The internet is beautiful sometimes.
(can the same people who re-blogged the initial post think about re-blogging this post, so the thank you is extended to everyone? Thanks)
“It seems to be you can only have one opinion right now in this country.”—
I’ve had this same sentiment for a while now and Mrs. Hesselbeck summarized it beautifully. I really have mad respect for her being on that show and standing up for conservative values even when her beliefs are spit on and ridiculed.
I just tried to wax my own upper lip and narrowly missed burning the house down. The wax tub had a metal anti-theft sticker on the bottom that I didn’t notice. So I popped it in the microwave and POOF, ten seconds later the tub is on fire, as is the microwave, and the house smells like I just melted a barbie.
I need to clean the black soot everywhere and make sure all of the flames are out, but first I’m trying to salvage the tub of wax as the anti-theft sticker has melted into it and I want to peel it off before the whole stupid $20 tub is ruined. This is the part where I got the wax industrial glue all over my hands. Ok, so maybe this makes me an idiot but I thought this stuff was actual wax and it would probably come off pretty easily. Wrong. I guess that suggestion on the label to purchase the “wax remover” was more than just a sales pitch.
2 minutes later I’ve managed to get it all over the sink faucet because I’m still thinking “It’s wax - hot water will take it right off!” Wrong. So now my hands are covered in glorified pink superglue and feel like they’re on fire and the sink is covered in sticky goo.
Stay calm. Dawn cuts through anything! Dawn will get it off. Wrong. Maybe I just need to blot my hands with a paper towel. Wrong. Have you ever touched toilet paper with something sticky and then tried to pull it off? Yeah, it was like that, but on my hands. Now I’m running around the kitchen frantically - the sink is clogged and almost overflowing with steaming hot water, and I’ve got clumps of paper towel stuck to my hands, and the microwave may or may not still be on fire.
My next move baffles even me - for some reason in my frenzy I thought maybe rubbing the paper towel hands on some plastic bag on top of the trash would make everything roll right off. Wrong again. I now have pieces of trash including guacamole (or cat puke?) which were stuck to the bag and are now stuck to me, along with the bag and the paper towel, and I’m running in circles in the kitchen resembling some horrible 1980s Chevy Chase movie, not sure whether the overflowing sink, the melting microwave, or my trash hands should be priority.
Fast forward 15 minutes … I’m not sure what got the wax off my hands - maybe it was the peanut butter, the margarine, the nail polish remover, or the body oil, but it’s finally gone.
And now my fucking upper lip is on fire. I hate having a vagina.
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1. (n.) A multi-purpose response, primarily used to imply a degree of indifference. Tone of voice and circumstance often implies a meaning. Can be used when you don’t want to answer an awkward or embarrassing question, or if you just plain have nothing else to say, and you want the other person to interpret the “meh” however he/she chooses. As in: Q: “What do you think of my new dress?” A: “Meh.” or Q: “What do you want to do tonight?” A: “Meh.”
“It’s not common, but an erect penis can fracture if it hits an object—such as a woman’s pubic bone—too hard during sex. A penile fracture is characterized by an audible pop or snap, followed by pain and bruising of the tissue.”—
“Let this be the place to tell you that starting August 8th, I’m not allowed to print anything other than descriptions of my personal experience on the site, no photos from inside the venues, no movies, no interviews with other athletes, nothing Olympic sponsors could make any money off of their exclusive rights I suppose. Everybody’s giving me a little grief about my being disturbed by the severing of our first amendment rights, but I’m a bit peeved to say the least by their removal.”—
“Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what’s to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead of what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn’t have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves for growing up.”—
Irish goodbye is a slang term with its origins in the Irish-American neighborhoods of New York City and Boston. The term refers to the practice of inconspicuously leaving a place where one has gathered with friends (usually for quite some time) without ever formally announcing that one is leaving. Note that an Irish goodbye requires a conscious decision by the person to leave without bidding adieu. It is a decision that reflects the leaver’s dislike of making himself the center of attention and an austere disdain for showy and perhaps empty formalities. The Irish goodbye also allows a person to disappear from a function with the utmost expediency without spending extra time on “thank-yous” etc. (from Wikipedia)
Cameron and I are going to start doing this. Because when I’m ready to go, I’m ready to GO. Stading around for 15 minutes to say bye to people I see weekly just doesn’t do it for me.
I’m the same way. I usually say goodbye, and then leave, everyone else says goodbye and then lingers for 20 minutes. It’s so annoying. I said I’m leaving, and damnit, I’m leaving!