I think a television documentary?? I watched it on Netflix after I resigned myself to not actually reading the book, as I tend to not be a nonfiction person in my book habits.

Hmmm, do you think they'll have it in August? I might make a PA trip then . . .

Am I the only one who watched The Botany of Desire and has henceforth felt super-smug while drinking hard cider, because "I'm helping the biodiversity of the apple!!"

Perhaps. It would be kinda just like him to think he's saying something self-deprecating but to actually be saying something not terribly nice about someone else.

And he's saying she got fat!

I hate to agree with John Mayer, but he's really nailed the metaphor. That is exactly what Taylor Swift is to people who aren't wild about her: a paper doll. Pretty, flimsy, temporary, juvenile, and one dimensional (or 2d, if you want to get technical).

Oh my god. Are they our generation's Lindsey and Stevie? Perish the thought!

The freckles on my shoulders, arms, and legs remain, but the ones on my face have faded. I used to have that same sprinkling that she has, but not so much anymore. I don't get much sun!

Personally, I like the anecdote about friend-dumping Sarah Ferguson over shoes. Because being a world-famous humanitarian only goes so far.

I hear what you're saying, but she wasn't a teenager. She was in her mid to late twenties when her sister married the prince.

I don't think there are books being written anymore about middle class (or, ok, upper middle class) families with daughters who ride. It's all elite academies and Georgina Bloomberg.

The Saddle Club, you mean? Or have I gotten so old that a whole new series has come and gone? Because the days when there was a bookselling throwdown between the Saddle Club and Thoroughbred were pretty awesome.

Having just finished a photo/video class, I think it's also a bit funny to focus on photo-realism, when a good portion of dealing with cameras is in telling it what not to see; in tricking it into showing you the things you think are important. The camera is such an imperfect tool (yet divine nonetheless . . . my soul…

Yes, the stat I am most interested in is the percent of gay, child-rearing families out of all child-rearing families in a given city.

This is going on my "favorite internet anecdote" list.

And instead of buying sweaters, we'll bring the sweaters with us and give them to the ponies! http://mashable.com/2013/01/25/pon…

I vote for Stan. Unrequited love for the win, for once.

Tour Idea: Tours of all countries that have had tourism ads featuring ponies.

Yep, for my family it was "Tough titty" as a stand-in for "Don't come bitching to me no more, I already listened to you once."

I was once dumped by my Ford Fiesta. Yay Bluetooth and text messaging. Which is still better than the time the guy asked me to return the box of condoms.