Our wedding cake was terrific when it was freshly baked; it only became a nightmare when we took the saved pieces out of the freezer to eat on our first anniversary. I think stale off-brand Twinkies would have been more appetizing. That bakery — sadly no more — also had a little cafe where they served sweets and…

He can’t force her to leave, but at least she knows her brother is there for her if she decides not to be a doormat any longer.

That idea was the one that convinced me early in life that religion didn’t make a lot of sense. As an adult with a better understanding of the diversity of religious experience, I don’t have any issue with people who hold that belief, but along with belief in prophecy, I just can’t wrap my head around how people…

Though they generally discourage divorce, I don’t think most mainline Protestant denominations consider it a sin — just an unfortunate outcome that can’t always be prevented. Mr. Sububi and I were married in a Methodist church. The pastor — great guy — required some fairly low-stress premarital counseling before he…

Another rib-hater here. To me they have a nasty texture, like gristle-laced Jell-O. Plus they’re usually served with barbecue sauce, which is something I eat only when I have to do it to be polite.

I made the mistake of spiking some perfectly nice herb tea with Fireball. It changed the flavor profile from “pleasantly sweet spice” to “cheap sickly sweet candy laced with industrial-grade capsaicin”. Nope, never again.

Among all the horrible things he’s done to his neighbors, one truly bizarre action stands out: The guy is a cattle rustler. So clearly Sam isn’t the only Brownback setting the state of Kansas back more than a hundred years.

Allen Lau’s subject is an ichneumonid wasp. Great photos all around!

Yup, substitute singles bars and discos for Tinder, and you’ve got the 1970s.

For those of us who dragged ourselves out of bed with weapons-level cramps or Mittelschmerz every month for a few decades, popped Advil to keep going and antacids to keep the Advil from eroding our stomachs, did a full day’s work or study, came home to our families or friends or pets and were generally very nice to…

Our neighbors have a cat that kills and eats brown recluse spiders. Which is a very useful skill for your pet to have when you live in recluse country!

Invasive plants, of course!

On what planet does anyone think that a “post-policy” candidate is a good idea?

I’m gonna be a goddess!

I can completely understand why they got rid of Chevy Chase, who by all accounts is a nightmare to work with. No one involved with the show, including Chase, seemed to want him to be a regular any more. But I was kind of pissed off that they killed off Pierce. It would have been fun if he turned up from time to time…

I adored Community — even their bad episodes were better than a lot of shows’ good ones. But they really did end the story in the Season 6 finale.

Not only that, but Jim Bob has a real estate license, and owns investment properties. They are neither poor nor unskilled; just whining because they’re no longer making the amount of money per episode than a lot of working people make in a year.

The first time I had cilantro, I didn’t care for it. Mr. Sububi used to hate it, claiming it tasted like dishwashing liquid. Oddly, neither of us seems able to get enough of it now.

I’d heard of Slanket literally several years before I heard of Snuggie. When I wanted one for Christmas, I asked for — and got — a Slanket. It works great. But of course, at the end of the day, it’s a blanket.

I’ve never understood that phenomenon. I could see something like Soylent functioning as emergency rations. But living on it as a staple food? Just — why?