From back when the wall was not a wall.
your move, McKayla
Own it (3-5 years for attempted murder) gurrrrrrlllll.
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Sassy Latonja
a.k.a. Me
With Carrie Fisher on the dais, naturally there were a lot of Postcards from the Edge jokes at the #RoseanneRoast. No wait, Star Wars, that’s the one.
So strap on your Slave Leia bikini and click the image to watch a mashup of some of the Roast’s best Star Wars jokes. Then, don’t miss the premiere of the Roast of Roseanne, Sunday at 10/9c.
I’ve never understood it.
My whole life I’ve seen hearing people make a fool of themselves singing their favorite song or gyrating on the dance floor. I’ve also seen hearing people moved to tears by a single song. That was the hardest thing for me to wrap my head around.
I was born profoundly deaf and all music sounded like trash through my hearing aids.
That is until a couple days ago when I put on a new pair of hearing aids for the first time in years.
The first thing I heard was my shoe scraping across the carpet; it startled me. I have never heard that before and out of ignorance, I assumed it was too quiet for anyone to hear.
I sat in the doctor’s office frozen as a cacophony of sounds attacked me. The whir of the computer, the hum of the AC, the clacking of the keyboard, and when my best friend walked in I couldn’t believe that he had a slight rasp to his voice. He joked that it was time to cut back on the cigarettes.
That night, a group of close friends jump-started my musical education by playing Mozart, Rolling Stones, Michael Jackson, Sigur Ros, Radiohead, Elvis, and several other popular legends of music.
Being able to hear the music for the first time ever was unreal.
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