Rebekah Kuschmider

ERMERGERD! ERLEXANDER HERMILTON!

First of all, it seems practically criminal that they don’t call the device a joystick. I mean, really? Really.

(Sidebar: anyone who puts baby cats in a bag and tosses them in the trash does not deserve to keep breathing the same air as normal kitty-loving people.)

Yesterday, the Republican National Convention kicked off in Cleveland, Ohio. One of my friends predicted it would be a spectacle of epic proportions, involving pyrotechnics, all-female military drills teams reminiscent of Ghadaffi’s personal guard, and jungle cats.

In my travels around the internet today, I happened upon an article about something Mike Rowe, dirty job expert

The late actress Bea Arthur gave us many wonderful things in her lifetime. Vera Charles. Maude Findlay. Dorthy Zpornak.

It’s October, and everything is about to go pink for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. That means we all get our annual reminder to be aware of our own breast tissue and all the ways we can take care of it.

So, I got up on Saturday morning, got myself a cup of coffee, opened Facebook and was almost immediately rewarded with a live image of a giraffe in

This weekend, she took to CNN and fielded a question about Trump’s recent statements about abortion, wherein he suggested that the official Republican platform should include room for exceptions to an all-out abortion ban in the cases of rape, incest, or risk to the life and health of the mother.

Born Prince Rogers Nelson in Minneapolis, Minnesota, the singer was known for… Jesus, fucking everything.