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But apparently Phoenix hasn’t gotten the memo.

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This is the clearest explanation I’ve ever seen.

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I didn’t beat cancer fifteen years ago to go through this shit.

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It seems to me that when Brett Kavanaugh attempted to deny a 17-year-old immigrant an abortion, he believed that the decisions you make as a minor ought to have lifelong consequences. Let's treat him the same way.

— Lauren Duca (@laurenduca) September 17, 2018

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Why is “Sean” pronounced as “Shawn” instead of “Seen,” but “Dean” is pronounced “Deen” instead of “Dawn”?

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The fact that people are happy about the fact that there’s a hurricane, and they might get to stay home says a lot about our jobs/schools and the way we treat our workers/students.

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…from my instabuddy Mike (who, for some reason, we never actually met while we lived in Denver), that make me miss Colorado.

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Imagine if a woman president got on Twitter every morning to complain about people being mean and unfair to her. Weak. Hysterical. Shrill. Bitch. Unfit to lead.

— The Volatile Mermaid (@OhNoSheTwitnt) September 10, 2018

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when there’s a LOG in your own.

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The GOP seems to feel that there's an acceptable level of perjury, like insect parts in peanut butter.

— Michael McKean (@MJMcKean) September 8, 2018

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When you take an Ethical Hacking course, it’s essentially the IT version of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

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Shoppers will push a cart all over a store for hours but then leave it in the middle of the parking lot because it’s too far to walk it back to the store—or even a half dozen parking spots to the cart paddock.

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Ten years ago today, after a nearly a month of exchanging emails trying to set up a date to meet, Ben and I—on very short notice—finally connected in person at Starbucks on that warm Sunday afternoon.

And the rest as they say, is history.

And believe me, meeting such a wonderful, caring man at 50 was the absolute last thing I had been expecting. But then, most of my life since somewhere around the year 2000 had not been what I’d been expecting.

It’s been ten years of adventures, both good and—stressful. And as I sit here and look through our Instagrams, I am reminded how wonderful it’s all been.

This year was one of those “landmark” years and we had such plans for celebrating (I seem to remember a trip out of the country being discussed at one point) . I was turning 60. Ben was turning 35. We’ve known each other ten years, and in a few short days from now we’ll be celebrating 5 years married. But life has intervened—as it is increasingly wont to do these days. So instead of jetting off somewhere, tonight Ben fixed a delicious steak dinner for us and afterward returned to the scene of the crime…

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