It was more of “Younger people generally have more energy to stay up late at night and can generally make plans with groups of friends without needing to arrange babysitting.” Certainly no shaming intended.

Having only your staff pic to go on, you seem in the correct age range to have placed New Year’s (Eve and Day) above other holidays.

1. How I Met Your Mother

By god, that’s Fred Wilpon’s music!

That is not dead which can eternal bore,

And with strange aeons even death may snore.

Hers was one of, like, 3 or 4 really, really, scorchingly dumb articles that week. Though her next few after she took a short break were much better thought out, better researched, etc.

Nope, sorry. By posting on Kinja you are now contractually obligated to be spoken for by whoever is the earliest poster on the thread. Read the fine print!

Maybe “Little Brother” in that context is like one of those “Big Brother” programs? 

This is a very good take.

Other people we are happy to see the back of:
- Darrell Issa (who retired, but his district switched to blue)

Soto was a regular voter. He had voted for Ralph Nader in 2000, calling it his “protest vote.” “I didn’t like Al Gore at all,” he said, adding that he was especially opposed to Gore’s wife Tipper for her crusade to get “parental advisory” warnings for music she deemed sexually explicit and violent.

Stadium space is going to be at a premium, because I hear they’re looking for a football team too.

“Break in” = using his own key to unlock the front door in the middle of the day

I’m with you.

His Bond song was impressive in one respect, and one only: it managed to be worse than Madonna’s.

Just gonna skip right over Plague Dogs, huh? Probably for the best :D

When reached for comment, Drew Magary remarked: “*incoherent giggling*”

Thanks very much for this article. I followed the first few hundred comments of your Tuesday article. A lot of the content in the article was good, but the headline was a huge issue. It gave the impression that the excuses given for not voting were *valid*, which - let’s face it - when weighed against the outcome that…

Not once you find out what flavor jello

I don’t get it. Who gets up in the morning and is like “I know what I want to get out of my blogging experience today! I want to feel just like Alex Pareene that one time, or Libby Watson that other time! That’ll really put the zing in my zither!”