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Does anyone have statistics? It just sounds like urban legend and/or confirmation bias to me.

Thank you @Shannon L.. I'd totally forgotten about him being in War Games! Matthew Broderick and John Woods I always remember, but not Dabney Coleman.

That's why I said "and earlier".

I think both Edith and Archie hark back to the 1950s and earlier and it's apparent in Edith's dress as well as Archie's bigotry. The theme song also implies it: Boy the way Glenn Miller played Songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made, Those were the days.

The Twist at the End reminded me of the beginning of the first Austin Powers movie. Just a random musical number with everyone joining in. They could've spent a few extra minutes and found actors who actually look like McCartney & Lennon. It had to the Beatles but I would've picked 1964.

One day, I will get this embroidered on a pillow, complete with Bayeux Tapestry-like figures. "Behold the field in which I grow my fucks. Lay thy eyes upon it and ye shall see that it is barren."

I've heard that weigh-ins in other countries don't occur every freaking time you go to a doctor without a reason. It's unnecessary but staff don't know how to cope if you say "nope, not doing it" because the sacred forms must be filled in.

You've reminded me of a peeve. Not directly about David Beckham because I couldn't pick him out of a line-up but there are allegedly handsome men I think are not. The prime examples for me are Clark Gable and JFK. I don't understand how either of them is considered handsome. IMO, not only are they not objectively handsome but also not hot. And yet apparently they are dreamboats to others. Edited because I can't stop. The thing is, even when an actor or public figure doesn't appeal to me, I can at least understand why they might make others squee. But those two... I just don't get.

Even worse than cilantro? Arugula. Tastes like car exhaust smells.

Cilantro is an abomination and of the devil.

Last fall I planted a bunch of bulbs, mostly tulips, and they've all come up. Many of them are done, but others are still glowing in the sun. The alium are also open. The daffodils came and went along with the hyacinth. I packed the bulbs too tightly in the pots but they were all I had at the time. I can transplant in the fall. This weekend I'll be planting annuals--impatiens, petunias (I have a bowl...), basil, tons of cosmos, possibly rosemary. I also want to move a couple of hostas, move a phlox from a grow bag into the ground, and move one of the New England asters. We'll see how much gets done before my back gives out. Of the 4 astilbe I planted a couple of weeks ago, one is coming up. That's about my usual percentage on bare roots. Some of the canna are starting to come up, a much better percentage rate there. The crocosmia I planted in the ground last year has come back but the ones in pots haven't. All the lilies have huge foliage. Everything else looks pretty good so far.

I got Minnesota because I was a hardcore hockey fan once upon a time and the MN team was the North Stars.

Her mistake was using an adult word instead of baby talk or a double entendre.

The phrase "it was a simpler time" is BS. The times weren't simple, you were--you were a child.

Tanks for sharing the Merv story, @ProudMary! Merv was a daily view at my house growing up, too. As a result, I know far more about the Gabors than anyone should have to. Merv and Eva's friendship was lovely, though.

On Disney+, the captions come and go without rhyme or reason.

Thanks for fielding that, @Prevailing Wind. I refuse to type the words; it's like invoking Beetlejuice for me.

Traveling solo has been my norm and it's my preference. I could travel with someone else but only if we have our own rooms. I don't want to be with people 24 hours a day, even people I like.

@GHScorpiosRule, I'm envious (for me but happy for you) that you had adults around who actually cared enough to do something other than blame you for the situation in some way.

Instaget on TMNT. Cowabunga indeed, Ken. Cowabunga indeed.

I've never had a robe and didn't wear slippers until last year when my cat developed incontinence. So many wet socks. OTOH, my feet were never cleaner because I was washing them a few times a day until I got slippers.

I went to Disney World and Epcot for spring break once because my friend was working in the park. It was my last year of my degree program and the only time I went anywhere for spring break. Glad I went but once was enough and after 3 other trips to Florida to visit family, I never want to go there again. Flat, hot, humid, hideous, and full of craziness.

I am so annoyed at myself for missing Big Kahuna!

I see those and all I think is "fluffy kitty!❤️"

I recall RPF being big around the time of all the boy bands. Not my thing but I think perhaps performers project a persona when performing (awesome alliteration, amirite?) and that's all fans know and can write about. I have the imagination of a tree frog, assuming tree fogs have no imagination, so I've never tried to write fan fic. In fact, I swore I'd shoot a "muse" rather than commit fan fic. People claiming their muse inspired them made my eyes roll and my gorge rise. But playing around with AI, I fell over Sudowrite and Novelcrafter and holy shit I can't stop. I'm not sure even AI can compensate for lack of imagination and zero writing ability but it's still fun to play with.