Ativan doesn't work for some people. It makes some people calm. It turns me into an out-of-shape imitation of a coked-up UFC fighter with anger management issues about to pummel the stewardess for not serving cocktails fast enough. But a Xanax/Cymbalta combo? Fantastic!

My first reaction as a human was "Bless her." My second was, as a woman, "Damn Girl! About to kick ass, take names, and looking good, too."

Does he like/can he eat mashed potatoes? Back when my son was into mashed potatoes we'd sneak his meds and vitamins into warm-to-the-touch mash that had been seasoned (salt and pepper, smidge of garlic powder) and topped with generous helpings of his faux-cheese (Daiya is his favorite). The mash was a good substrate…

Mmmm..... pipebomb.

As a teenaged girl, could not understand why other girls preferred to see overly zhuzzed toffs like Justin Timberlake or those Hansens instead of actual men. Tanned, oiled men with glorious physiques, sweaty, writhing, lifting, grabbing one another in various ways that made 16-year old me oh so dizzy. Sure, a good lot…

Aside from the match of the night, Punk v. Taker (one supposedly working injured, the other an old fucking man), there really wasn't anything spectacular. Just imagine the usual Raw with some Sean Combs thrown in and yet another amazing exhibition from CM Punk. Add a partially dead crowd, lots of fireworks, a "boring"…

Gah! I always knew Miss Williams was full of shit.

I think he's humping her leg.

She's riding unicorns with Reagan in heaven, right?

Now THIS is a hand my dance teacher in 7th grade would have approved of!

Thanks. Academia (even on the student side) is a hidden form of masochism.

I got to know the Dunkin Donuts guy really well when I was a senior in college.

Crying through the end of thesis writing/editing is normal. I did nothing but cry and eat Pringles through the last semester of my undergrad thesis in anthropology. For my grad thesis in info and library science I cried and drank coffee. You're not alone — and I can guarantee that 9 out of 10 of us were miserable with…

Agreed. The return of Billith should be fun (nekkid Stephen Moyer in body paint!).

Jezzies! Sisters! Rationally-minded people! Help!! I went to e-file my taxes and had them rejected because SOMEONE ELSE ALREADY CLAIMED MY KIDS (aged 4 years and 20 months, respectively) AS DEPENDENTS!!! My husband and I have had them since birth (we even delivered at home!) and there have no been no other primary…

Yeah. Strongest shit I ever came across second hand.

True story: Several years ago, Willie was performing at the jazz venue in Columbus Circle (Dizzys Whatever.... ?) and his tour bus was parked on the side street next to Starbucks. Some guy, probably the driver or an assistant, definitely not Willie, opened the bus door as I walked past and a pleasant weedy smell…

And what of cat ownership? I need to know so I reclassify myself properly.

I might be alone on this one, but the only degenerate criminals who ever sought to rob me of my God given innocence were white men.

Who's shaming? We're celebrating!!!!