Dudes and dudettes... rest easy. Today, he is America's boyfriend.

Also: I didn't know much about Bruno Mars before this, and halftime was right around the time the brownies started kicking in, so I spent the entire performance clutching my chest and yelling "I'M JUST SO PROUD OF HIM. HE IS DOING SUCH A GOOD JOB. THIS IS GREAT." while the bar's security guy rocked out beside me.

The comments heard at the Super Bowl gathering I was at (other than my squeeing because I already think he's freakin' awesome) were that he was channeling Elvis, Little Richard, and James Brown, and that his music is reminiscent of soul, Motown, and disco, while still being fresh and new. And that he's a hell of a…

My boyfriend is talented you guys.

Oh hell no! Boy is from Stratford. There is a difference.

Personally I find myself unable to overlook someone's pedophilia in any context, and I find it genuinely odd that there are people who can treat it as something to be compartmentalized. But hey, that's just me.

Vintage jewelry, esp rhinestone. Prize piece: 6"x6" dragonfly in reds and pinks. It is the Queen insect of my collection. She keeps shit in order when the lights are out.

Vintage dresses. But instead of spending a little more money on good ones I'll buy ones that are just okay or don't fit me properly and then never wear them. I JUST WANT TO RESCUE THEM.

My dad wore hearing aids his whole life and had ear surgeries as a child. He also played college football. I miss him a ton and this made me smile, that an accomplished athlete is such a sweet gentleman, to go above-and-beyond for those girls. Happy tears Jezebel! Thanks for the great story!

yeah, those promised tears? just hit me with your story.

Damn you for making me cry.

My 11 year old son is THE BIGGEST football fan in the world. The ENTIRE world. He knows every stat for every team, every player. Everything. He became eligible to play tackle football last year and I made up every excuse in the book as to why he couldn't play. Much to his disappointment, he went back for that one,…

This is a little offtopic, but it shows how important it is for kids to have someone they can recognize themselves in to look up to. They can certainly be inspired by people who are different (I'm not arguing that there has to be a MOM and a DAD!!! or anything ridiculous like that), but there's something special about…

Definitely read that as "Dead NFL Player Surprises Girls Who Wrote Him Adorable Note," and I enjoyed the twist ending where it turned out he was not dead at all.

"Harriet the Spy," by Louise Fitzhugh (1964). Harriet became a reporter. I became a reporter.

The Book of Three by Lloyd Alexander, published in 1964.

And most everything else by Judy Blume.

Holes, Louis Sachar, 2001.

— Scott O'Dell, 1960