Totally. I will admit I usually really like the songs themselves, but often find myself thinking ‘I wish someone else was singing this, because she’s bringing precious little to it’.

She/he provided alternative, non-religious organizations that facilitate the same kinds of charity as the religious organization Nikki donated to, which is precisely what you requested.

Exactly. She’s earned it. And I don’t know why the FCC would be concerned- no young people watch the Billboard Music Awards, they haven’t been relevant or hip for a verrrry long time.

Re-read my comment. I clearly say I think most people posting nasty things re: this story are made because these dummies are smoking in an art museum, not just because they are smoking. Also, I’d hesitate to judge who is addicted to cigarettes just by looking at them.

Any sort of weird stunt advertising ahead of a movie’s release makes me wonder about the quality of the film a bit (fairly or not). I love the artist- the Fables covers are beautiful- but I’m wondering if perhaps that’s going to end up being the best aspect of the movie.

Or when he just happens to discover a pair of extremely rare, partially-intact Greek vases in the Black Sea.

The Ursine Parcel Service makes requiring a signature a dangerous proposition.

I’m picturing a passel of crows (or a murder, if you must) all standing around in a circle, with little tiny bibs around their neck, chowing down on itty bitty sandwiches.

At the very least, perhaps he will reflect on that fact that listening to constituents is, you know, part of his job (actually, it’s his primary job). People get extremely frustrated when the lawmakers they vote for, whose salaries they pay with taxes, won’t speak with them or hear their concerns.

After watching the trailer, I ran to Showtime and watched it. So unbelievably good and painful to watch. I don’t know if you’ve watched it, but if you have: when the white, willowy little crisis pregnancy center lady comes to see the poor 25 year-old who just had her fifth child, a pack n’ play in tow, and sits in her…

Aw, that’s cool (I don’t love kinja’s editing timeframe myself).

That’s why I said I thought most people posting are probably pissed that these people were smoking in an art museum. For those that are showing animosity toward smokers more generally, I think that’s uncool and borne of a lack of empathy. Maybe I worded that poorly...

Yeah, I don’t love that aspect of some comments either. But I think most posters are pissed at how entitled these idiots have to be in order to smoke in such an amazing art museum. The ones calling these people ‘gross’ and ‘disgusting’ are probably lucky enough to never have dealt with quitting smoking or maybe any…

You’re describing my life (except I switch to smoking other things during the week...)

I fly into/out of this airport for the holidays, and when I brought my boyfriend home for Thanksgiving, he was crazy confused when we crested the hill on 71 and he could see the river/Cincinnati. He was like ‘Are we even in Ohio, cause I see the river, and we’re on the wrong side’. I had to explain that the Cincy…

I was sitting next to a very fluffy, very soft, very sleepy ginger cat when I read this. I looked over and thought ‘yeah, that seems pretty great’.

Yessss...I am super pro-extra-hair

I lived in a house with 6 dudes once. It was a lot like what YouWishIWentAway described. It was a lot of chaos and a lot of fun, and absolutely disgusting. A space that only a person blinded by young adult lunacy could enjoy.

The NYT men’s style section is like a goddamn luxury mad libs. Random, haughty, and delightfully ridiculous.

I actively hate that I find myself conforming to the put-upon woman stereotype, but oh my god, if a dude is lounging on the couch while I’m making dinner, cleaning up the dishes from breakfast, and tidying up the litter box in between, sleeping with him is the absolute last thing on my mind later that evening. And,…