The Valentine’s Day cards you find at the store have to be broad and generic in order to sell as many as possible. That’s great for their bottom line, but not so good for you if you need something very specific.
Before the issue of Rolling Stone ran, Philip Seymour Hoffman tragically passed away. Obviously something of that magnitude would take precedence over an R&B singer complaining about a text message exchange between two other rappers.
Not only does he support Sam, but he destroys any argument anyone could have as to Sam being a distraction for an NFL team.
If your Facebook feed is anything like mine, then you’ve noticed a recent flood of results for those “Which TV Character Are You?” quizzes.
I’m not bashing Along Came Polly, but if Hoffman is to be defined by a single film, that’s not the one.
The internet is a great way to highlight the voice of the lowest common denominator and let the most vile creatures spew hate onto our screens.
How cool would it be to own the fly swat Walter White used on Breaking Bad?
You may not have your name on a plaque or climbed the corporate ladder, but a human life has been shaped and molded because of you.
Jobs come and go, relationships fall apart, and your favorite shirt will eventually have a hole in it. The one thing you can always count on is outrage in the comment section of online articles.
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day