Oh. Wow. "Baby Got Back Pack." I'm dying. :)

Maybe I'm wrong! I certainly hope I'm not...yikes!

I took Brandon's observation to be more about the public perception of/societal attitude towards men being sexually harassed. Of course, it's abuse anyway you cut it, but we live in a society where Zach Galafianakis' SNL opening monologue humor ("dudes always want sex—from anyone anywhere! Hardy har har!") is de…

Yea, I thought we universally agreed younger children shouldn't aspire to be more "risqué"...case in point:

But LaBeouf does...because he's got a jailhouse mentality...and what else do you do in jail?!

I'm a grey, so I don't "technically" matter—but today's Dirtbag gave me a migraine. Granted, I click on Mr. Barry's posts...but for good reason, I usually just scroll straight to my beloved commenters. (Plz pass the Advil...:<)

I almost hate to say this—because I'm someone who has done her own fair share of BSC-"landmark" sightseeing while in NYC—but Stacey didn't live in the Dakota. Her best friend Laine, whose parents were like famous directors or something(?), did...:)

I agree with your comment whole heartedly. "This CANT BE THAT"?! Says who?! Hilary's post really frosts my cookies...

Ok, this is no Coco, but sharing some local snow-art! Neighbor in S/E PA...

Nothing says hardcore like a breast pump!

Run, Miranda, run!

I hope the First Lady's awesomeness is so well-established that she's all like:

They'd call it "cinnamon aioli." ;)

Not at all. :) Best wishes!

{aw, shoot—internet-friend HUG!}

I did too. Many thanks for the insight—I definitely appreciated it. {internet-friend handshake.}

I found your comment tremendously poignant in ways I had only dreamed of articulating. I had moments of "yes" to Mark's article—largely about the scores of ignored and desperate addicts of a different socio-economic/privileged stratosphere than Mr. Hoffman—but the idea that those in recovery shouldn't look to his…

Best of luck to you. One day at a time. And as some one relatively new to AA? The people there are so unbelievable—so much appreciation for new visitors. When I'm feeling lowest, I can't help but be uplifted by the camaraderie (but then again, I'm drinking the Kool Aid—er, AA coffee!)

Right?! Isn't that why people bare their souls at AA/NA meetings? Because no matter the circumstantial differences of the teller's story, there's always that undercurrent of truth—the addiction itself—that resonates as the common theme for me.