The Midnight Society is back!!!
If your friend said, “I have this hilarious video to show you,” it did not mean opening the YouTube app on their phone and instantly playing it for you. It meant going to websites like eBaum’s World, clicking on a video, and finding something else to do for 45 minutes while it loaded.
The Olsen twins.
My little book that I’ve been working on for the last few months, My Heart Is An Autumn Garage, came out last week. It’s a short memoir about the breakdown I had in 2003 and my subsequent hospitalization.
The only way this could be more adorable is if she had a kitten in her lap, a kitten with a Doctor Who scarf.
And what did all of those hours devoted to the big orange couch get me? I’ll tell you what: A life built on deception.
Let’s just put it this way: watching a mature-beyond-her-years girl balance the advances of a platonic male friend who clearly wants more and the badgering of a right-wing twerp who thinks he can get under her skin by teasing her…well, that sounds like every Thursday night out I’ve had at a bar in DC.
There was a point in every 90s kid’s life where their biggest worry wasn’t school, a job or bills — it was whether or not the Power Rangers could survive Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd’s shenanigans.
While TGIF’s theme was designed to appeal to a broad demographic, SNICK’s pandered to kids. It was aspirational, and it made me have wet dreams about owning cable television and orange couches.