Beeaybays
Beeaybays
Beeaybays

Here you go. All better.

Yes. I don't shop at AA for a number of reasons ( I hate Dov Charney and also, I'm way too old and need more support for my jiggly bits), but the one thing I do like about the company is that the prices derive from paying fair manufacturing costs.

It's great that in Russia, when you put your wife aside, she has to go live in seclusion in a monastery. Very Henry VIII.

This lady and that Jeopardy guy that everyone is mad at should form a club for people who make people mad by being too good at their televised competitions.

This shit happens everywhere, of course, but I speak from experience when I say that Dartmouth is kind of the worst. It's this little island of extreme privilege out in the middle of the woods and the Greek culture is just pernicious. (Extra helpful are all the alums who fondly remember the good old days of

pun intended?

I think this is one of those "wander for 40 years in the desert til you have a new, uncontaminated generation" type situation.

"bringing germs into the house, and making hideous noises at night"

I love the bingo drums.

I'm mostly shocked to learn that both the Hangover III and Iron Man 3 pass the Bechdel test at all (though dubiously).

Yep, came here to say "Leather Wrist Cuff: The Man" wins all the internets in my book

ooooooh. lol.

"Friends don't let friends drive drunk."

I fainted once in a travel agency (remember those?) - I wasn't pregnant, I just had the flu but had dragged myself out because it was the last day that I could book an important trip. No one caught me and when I came to, I had also peed my pants. So, a real good day for me.

Well, yeah, because if you don't keep your hand flat, Jason Trawick will bite you instinctually.

So...potatoes AND potato chips?

yep. I came for the show.

Hey bro. I served with Rebecca Martinson. I knew Rebecca Martinson. Rebecca Martinson was a friend of mine. Bro, you're no Rebecca Martinson.