THIS IS CORRECT.

Women aren't the only victims of rye whiskey's self-professed omniscience. That bastard has persuaded me of lots of things that seemed really sensible - nay, profound, possibly even moving - at the time, and that I later discovered to my damnable, damnable cost were really just a bunch of bullshit.

This does not accord at all with my experience of customer service in the UK (which does not mean the story isn't true). I once witnessed an exchange between a panicked traveler desperately trying to find her teenage daughter (they were flying in from different countries, meeting in Heathrow, and then proceeding on…

This seems reasonable. Christian Ponder's play has already broken enough hearts.

I KNEW IT. I have long been convinced that this whole "Vikings" thing is really just a long con (said as much in last year's Why Your Team sucks, calling the team a "vast and brazen criminal enterprise"). Good to have some validation.

• Justin Blackmon in four years.

Absolutely right. And yet even 'Barkevious' is a toss-up for greatest name in his own family, tied with his brother, Hughtavious-DeAngelo.

Missed the appendix to the Vikings playbook, "Christian Ponder's Book of Bedtime". It tells an adorable and instructive story in which Adrian Peterson makes Christian Ponder's bed, Ponder gets under the covers, Peterson reads him a bedtime story and tucks him in, and then Ponder shits all over the place.

And yet the first and most important of them is still that he was a terrible cornerback.

I would like to point out that there is a REAL, ACTUAL UNM - the University of New Mexico - that is full of proud, honorable traditions, and you are slandering its

"I am the one who craps."

I think the fact that Reilly's poem about the Jets' quarterback depth-chart ever saw daylight demonstrated that no one is exercising any editorial control over him any more. And by 'exercising any editorial control', I don't mean actually reading and editing, which would be a lot to ask; I mean even asking him what…

Wait, why is Vladimir Putin selling mattresses?

Troy Williamson is deeply unimpressed by their stats.

That's fair enough, but I doubt any of them could beat the Fort Howard Blackhawks if they were to ever play some kind of inter-league championship.

So provoking.

Precisely. I don't claim to see farther past the end of my nose than most people, but it's always struck me as absurd, and disrespectful, to argue the toss on the spot with a person who has declined an advance (the most common breakdown of this is a man trying to persuade a woman, clearly, but I've seen the opposite…

Sogard refused to comment at length on the incident, saying only, "It make me bunt."

Was that a glass of white wine on the table next to you, Lindy, or perhaps a young whiskey on ice? Because I can't help feeling that the wine or liquor pairing is what really makes the breast-milk flavored lollipop, you know?

Re: Reheating pasta - heat some olive oil in a pan, then dump your cold pasta in and let it heat up at a higher temperature than you'd think, stirring or turning it less often than you'd think. You'll get some carbonara on it. That's fine; in fact, it adds texture and flavor. You're basically lightly frying last…