We both love soup!
Yeah, I think this is less about closeted gay men than it is about people not dealing with certain intelligent teachers also being pedophiles. Its hard sometimes to fire a brilliant teacher who is on the whole good for the student body teaching wise, but bad for certain vulnerable teenagers who get sucked in, so to speak. We had at least one in my school who was able to go on far too long. Also I think in the 70s/early 80s there was still an air of sexual permissiveness or inattention on the part of parents that might have let some people to cast a blind eye to certain student/teacher interactions and think of them as ok/innocent. Though just speculation on my part as I came of age in the latter part of the 80s when there had already been a few spectaular cases of molestation and recovered memories of sexual abuse so we children were told to be on our guard about 'bad touching'.
oh and my college counsellor/senior hisroty teacher/general scary lady was one of the non-responding people he tried to get in touch with at Horace Mann and who would not go on record. Made me laugh because as if she would have ever given anything away. She was a stiletto-wearing dragon lady with a reagan-era blonde bouffant and not to be trifled with.
A few observations: Kobe beef was really a 90's thing and Spain's ascendancy/molecular gastronomy was a 00's thing.
Are you kidding? David Attenborough's Lyrebird is clearly the best ever. Check it out on youtube.
This was really great to read. Are there any other parents out there who fear even just a little bit that they might have an effect on/be blamed by their children after reading this? On the one hand, his mother seems lovely and sympatico intellectually; on the other, she gets the lion's share of the blame for a vast mountain of unhappiness. I'm sorry if this is a little bit "My baby is special/I'm scared of my baby" for the childless. It's just that the older children get, the less control you have over the choices they make and yet the blame is still there. Fortunately, I realized when I was a child that being called 'gifted' was a shitty thing (and I was never really that gifted to begin with).
I can't tell if it was your comment or the one directly above that made me laugh harder. Suffice it to say, this type of renovation is quite common in the UK, especially the ironic, expensive plastic furniture that does little else than occupy space. Of note in this house is the Studio Job armoire. That shit is really expensive.
Huh. I guess you didn\'t do a google image search like I did after reading that \'article\', because I kind of felt like her mom after looking at her. Not to hairsnark, but a trim (or a hot oil treatment!) certainly would do no harm and might improve things. And its not so long as she purports unless she hasn\'t cut it at all since she lost her job or started her slowloverhodeislandlifeblahblah. But I did also read her blog and while not earthshaking or groundbreaking, she did have links to some nice things.
Oh and what about the lady who lives in the top of the tower in Seattle? A little strange, no?
My husband swears by a British brand, Orlebar Brown. They are super-cute. I think they're only available here though as far as I can tell. They look similar to the ones above. He wears them as normal shorts for boating/tennis, etc. as well as swim shorts.
I met him at a party a few years ago. What a ltdown for my 12 year old self who thought we would get married one day. Not quite as bad as Nick Rhodes, but highlighted hair makes an aging rockstar look like a menopausal lady.
I once met a turkish guy who claimed to have blown his brother who was also gay. It was really too much for me. Not quite twincest, but still extremely weird. He said he was totally in love with his brother and had seduced him.