Seriously. I want Megan Mullally's glasses. And her hair. And her husband. Oh hell, I want everything.

Welp, that’s it. Maybe it’s just the Florida girl in you calling to the Florida girl in me, but I think I love you. Please be kind to me.

I have never been an admirer of the chrome dome, but I've gotta say, those are some dayum fine looking men. Mr. Chestnut in particular. Fine.

This is LITERALLY pricele$$. WOW.

Yup. My daughter got her dad's perfectly flat platypus feet. Good thing she's going to be tall, because I'm guessing stilettos are going to be out.

Ummmm. Hmmm. Ummm. Ahem. I'll be in my bunk.

Yup. I was reprimanded once for not saying hi to my project manager as he passed me in the hall - the day after my best friend committed suicide. In that case, I only smiled but didn't respond.

I just keep hoping that Twitter will go away.

“the palace finds that both offensive and ridiculous.”

Holy crap. I excused myself forever from grandma’s weekly jarred gefilte fish and borscht by stolidly declining to eat ANYTHING at all until I was given permission to just skip everything until we got to the main course. I cannot imagine being served a sandwich with just the gefilte fish snot! I would have died on the…

(and let me tell you, DON'T, whatever you do, do an image search for vomit. trust me.)

OMFG. What IS that thing with the egg in it? Is that a mixed vegetable mold with boiled eggs buried in it? I'm imagining the eggs hiding behind the vegetables wearing capes and masks, rubbing their hands together and waiting to jump out of the mold and scare the shit out of unsuspecting diners. Yikes!

*sigh*

Confession: I got halfway through the comments before I realized this wasn’t about 50 Shades of Grey, et al. They seem so interchangeably stupid that I'm apparently oblivious to the difference.

I had a friend do exactly this for her birthday a few years ago, and many of us were actually able to exhume some of our old leg-o-mutton dresses from our mothers' attics. It was pretty fabulous.

There's an actual "fast food" chain in Cuba, I think called Quicky or Quicky Food or something. They serve something they politely describe as burgers, but are of EXTREMELY dubious provenance, and a pizza with canned vegetables on it. Like literally cans of succotash with mushy green beans and corn and carrots on top.…

Monaghan also used to have one of the largest collections of Frank Lloyd Wright furniture out there. I think he got rid of it after discovering the joys of asceticism, but I went to more than one museum exhibit of his collection. It was disheartening to admire something such an asshole did.

Ironically, my school excursion to Holland (well, it included Holland, we went other places too) included a stop at a Dutch burger place called... Wimpy's I think? It was unmemorable. Sorry. I loved the Rijsttaffle though! And the smoked eels! (I'm from Florida - we're generally culture deprived)

No lie, I ate a giant American style burger at Hard Rock Café in London after traveling in Europe for 3 months, just because. I also ate at Burger King in Belgium so I could say I had a whopper with a beer (and french fries with mayo). Also also my dad ordered a pizza in Greece once and it came with scrambled eggs on…