I stopped at “dick docking station”.

The poster says Sunday June 20— but June 20 is a Saturday. Do we believe this is real and a typo? or the fake date is a tip off to a hoax?

This has long been my affection/description of New Yorkers in general. Real, honest-to-God New Yorkers (generally considered 10 years + in the city) are not at all the rude stereotypes. They aren’t warm and fuzzy, nor do they take much shit, but when it comes down to it, they’re the ones grabbing the bottom of a…

OMFG MITCHELL!!

My Beagle/Basset. A Bagel! Named Bailey!

THIS, in Dragon Girl, is the best matte red lipstick you'll ever use. Seriously. I say this as someone for whom absolutely no red lipstick worked for ever.

Right. Where were those tears when you went back to your hotel room and continued drinking, you self-involved piece of shit? No, no tears over the fact you took a life. Just ones for the fact you're being punished for it.

1. If your child is young enough they have to be strapped into a seat and can't open the doors if they're in distress, they are too young to be left unsupervised in a car for any amount of time longer than about 2 minutes.

Do you live in a bubble? Your benefit is that the generation behind you isn't being left in abject poverty, that they are able to get an education and work so that when YOU require services from the government, there's someone there to pay for it. That there's enough doctors and service providing employees when you…

You're a fundraiser allowed to work from home?! What sort of magical non-profit do you work for? I want in.

So you believe women...should have a choice? You're...pro-choice?

You've put into words what I spent the better parts of my late teens and 20's working through. The picture you paint yourself to deal with the trauma, and being confronted with the reality. It's...powerful and life shattering and huge. She's clearly being pushed herself into this situation and at a rather late stage…

Is it this one in NY Mag?

Got the best possible of both breeds too. The laziness of a bassett with the personality of a beagle. Head of a beagle, body of a bassett. Also, the ability to dress him up like UnderDog for Halloween.

My beagle/basset. Kind of the best mix in the entire world, I have to say.

Whenever a guy is splayed and taking up way too much space on the subway and I want the seat next to them, I'll stand in front of them, look directly at them and say 'excuse me' in a clear voice loud enough for those around me to hear. once they're being looked at and shamed, they tend to close up shop quick. Then I…

EDITORS! JEZEBEL'S NIGHT OUT PREMIERE PARTY! Lets DOOOO this!

These parents remind me of this writer from an NYT article last week. My favorite line: "I couldn’t fathom government employees changing my baby’s diapers. And I couldn’t really fathom day care in general. Didn’t it cause attachment issues, or worse? I planned to hire a nanny."

That's always been my assumption. That or $omeone know$ $omeone high up enough....