Thank you. I can never remember the key combination for the sarcasm font.

Oh no. No, no, no. This will not stand.

Well, it makes perfect sense that guys can get away with this behavior in Detroit. Detroit's economy is based almost entirely on its huge manufacturing base, and with the economy booming the way it is, most employers are struggling to keep ANY employees, much less those that might have a little drank and toke on…

Well, as long as it wasn't 5AR, I'm okay. Right? Right? Wait...oh shit...

A light mist of X would provide a nice distraction, as long as the police were also armed with icewater and lemon slices.

His name is "Brenda." Sorry.

Evidently, some deodorants and other human grooming products contain lanolin, which is released by momma cats' nipples during feeding. I had a cat that would palpate my husband's wool sweater. It was weird for everyone but the cat.

"Kid covered in food" pics make me gag, literally. I'm not trying to judge, I'm trying to not throw up.

This would ONLY make sense if your alternative was frozen dinners - you're already planning on nasty, mushy food with the addition of sodium in amounts you're not controlling, and bland sauce. This is a last-ditch meal solution, IMO.

With luck, someone like the W Hotel chain will recognize quality employees, snap them up and treat them well. Oh, and call a press conference.

Okay, done with trying to respond to each post individually. I know I'm older than the target demographic for this site, I know my marriage is non-traditional because of our age difference - but come on, I really had hoped most Jezzies weren't buying into the "there's a mathematical formula for a successful…

I'm taking it a little hard, too - my husband is 19 years my junior and I felt we were in a secret club with Demi and Ashton. My husband pretty much verbally kicked A out of the club tonight when I told him about this, though - "Oh yeah? You know why? Because dude's a cheating douchecanoe, that's why."

You forgot your sunglasses.

I don't know why, but "Another Train" by the Poozies is a guaranteed tearjerker for me.

My current favorite "local" cheese is Hook's from Mineral Point. I accidentally picked out a $43 block of 12-year a couple weeks ago, and my pang of regret lasted a microsecond. It is AWESOME - I served it with homemade apple pie and ice cream on Saturday. Also...I'm asking for cheesemaking lessons for Christmas -…

I pray to God it's not something, because if I learn new vocabulary from Courtney Stoddan, I'm checking myself in for a lobotomy tomorrow.

I'm a big name reporter, I admit it.

Usually their names are a good indicator. Like Tigolbitties, or Missiletilts, or Dankgreen, or my personal (anti-) favorite...Higgernater.

No, no - it's purely medical! He said so!

Are we stereotyping gamers as non-outside-goers, or just sort of tossing in a random thought? I'm hoping for the latter.