I’m a weirdo. Eggs hard cooked all the way. The only times I can tolerate runny eggs is with the amazing dish eggs Benedict.

Speaking of butt stuff, I am absolutely sure that when Meatloaf sings he will do anything for love, but he won’t do that, “that” means “butt stuff”.

I don’t know much about either of them, so I don’t have any particular stake in/impression of their relationship. BUT: I really hate it when couples that tabloids have spent YEARS saying are about to break up actually DO break up. (see also: Garner/Affleck)

FUN FACT SHE IS BFF WITH KACEY MUSGRAVES WHO WROTE MAMA’S BROKEN HEART AND YOU KNOW THEY’RE GOING TO GET SUPER HIGH (OR SUPER DRUNK ON WINE) AND PEN SOME AMAAAAAZING DISS TRACKS.

This is a complicated question. For what it’s worth, here’s my two cents as a current cognitive neuroscience PhD student and a former social worker with the severely mentally ill: from the description of his behavior in the linked Yahoo News article, particularly his idea of “value units” and his obsession with the…

I guess it depends on how long psychotic episodes typically last. Considering the amount of planning this took to gather weapons, devise a plan to get into the theater unnoticed, stock up on military grade riot gear, booby trap his apartment, and so on, he had to have been sitting on this for weeks if not months.…

That’s fascinating.

But what do you do when the officer administers the Field Smugness Test?

That description sounds like a vibrator.

I’ve posted this here before so forgive the repetition. A note written by her husband of 56 years days before he died. Every time I see the graciousness and humanity in Ms. Ginsburg, I think of this note. He truly was her counterpart. Her rock, her love and her biggest supporter. I also have tears well up every time.

The lace collar is elegant.

WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THIS

Ugh, that sucks. It's not any cooler to say something nasty about a small body than it is about a large one.

Our Pinkham in Kinja, hallowed be your name. Your thermosdome come, your steak be medium-rare, on Jezebel as in Kitchenette. Give us today our daily saved bread. Forgive us our steaks, as we forgive those who have Pinkham’s law’d against us. Lead us not into poop stories, but deliver us from crunchy allergies. For the…

After having a baby myself, I am fascinated by what the mundane details of this family’s life must be like. Does Kate breastfeed? If so, how does she manage when they go out in public and they’re all wearing super impractical outfits for it? Does she bottle feed? Is there pressure one way or the other? What formula is…

He reminds me of a friendly and eager but really dumb dog.

I’m a middle-aged feminist who wears a fedora when it rains, and this makes me so damned sad. Friggin’ MRAs ruin everything.