Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I came here to say this. It really is the best.

My ex-brother-in-law was smoking heroin for years, not one of us knew a thing about it and we spent a lot of time together. He held down a job and had an active social life. It only came out when my sister got sick of being married to him and left, then she told us. Certain things started to make sense in hindsight,…

Gaspari's on Geary. It's an old joint with fake grape vines on the ceiling, but the pizza is that perfect thin crispy crust with just enough cheese and sauce. No fancy high falutin' nonsense, just old fashioned goodness.

There will never be enough Mitchell and Webb, never.

Yeah, not sure what the heck they're talking about either. Unless they mean California Pizza Kitchen, which is like a fancy Domino's that sells wontons too and has nothing to do with California or pizza.

May blessings rain down from the universe on her forever, she is indeed a treasure.

Ooh, now I wish I had light enough brows to do this! I can see myself with some fun green eyebrows, or a nice cobalt blue.

I'm so sorry. We used to not body snark around here, but then all the Gawker sites got the word to be more controversial and mean, rather than just funny and snarky and it got really awful. I keep coming back for some reason. Not that the opinion of a stranger on the internet means anything, but I think that…

Yes, Lost was good for one thing only once I realized that there was nothing actually happening.

And the moment he speaks . . . it's all over, swooning is happening.

It sounds like it would actually be a fun thing. I might need to find some feather dusters and a boa first.

Thank you! I marathoned the whole season this weekend, and was itching for some of the music but wasn't quite sure what to call it in iTunes Radio. Awesome, flapper housecleaning here I come!

I think I'm more like a tampon applicator.

Amen and an Amen!

It's kind of hilarious that all of these posts are people defending their gooey and wet deep dish "pizza." The rest of the internet knows it's not pizza, so doesn't feel all defensive and stuff.

Bless you for bringing the Ru, I think we could all use a moment.

I didn't take offense, I lived outside a major Marine Corps base in California too, and I know how it can get. It's probably why I always ended up meeting these guys who would make assumptions, their dads were probably telling stories about all the barmaids they met while overseas.

I don't think there were any actual fights, because anyone who meets my mom is going to realize that she's what one would call "a lady." My dad is so stiff and formal most of the time that I don't think it would ever occur to anyone that he'd ever go to a bar, let alone a place to meet hookers. It was just when I…

Oh for sure, it's often the assumption, I was just remembering my own experiences growing up. I think that the racist assumptions are still pretty prevalent, oftentimes because a guy will think he's not being racist when he "loves" Asian women. I'd almost rather know that someone assumes my mother was a hooker so that…

It's a popular stereotype, the problem being that my dad actually was a pilot in the military, or he would not have ended up in Asia where he met my mom. My mom, however, was not a prostitute or a barmaid, but a college student.