From McCall’s Needlework & Crafts Magazine 1965
i’d rather see the fucking abominable snowman from skifree skiing at me than these jokers.
So awesome. I want to stay in this hotel. I was always so dismayed when I was a kid staying in hotels and the only book was a Gideon’s Bible. If I was lucky, there was maybe a Book of Mormon. Wouldn’t it be cool if libraries could circulate a collection through local hotels?
in larger cities and overseas locales, hotels often have shelves for travelers to leave behind the books they packed and read while on vacation. that way, you can grab a book- which could have been left by anyone, from anywhere around the world- and read while lounging around the pool or at the beach. or you can leave yours and take a new one to enjoy on the flight home.
princess is missing out. saving some bucks at the grocery store is like a competitive sport to me. the “you saved x amount today” line on the receipt always gives me a little arm cha-ching.
We will eat out of a fucking dumpster before I lower myself to clipping coupons. (I know the value of a dollar, but I also know the value my dignity and my time.)
never want to stop watching this