I read very little DC comics so I don’t know much about Superman, so this might not be news, but Supergirl had a plot point last night that made Clark and Kara more interesting. Besides being able to stop/kill them with Kryponite, they are also subject to “burning out” their powers. If they overdo it, they have to go…

One dinner last week I had a box of Annie’s mac-and-cheese mixed up with a package of expired bratwurst I got on manager’s special at a supermarket going-out-of-business sale. I am decidedly not poor - just enjoy doing things like that sometimes.

I think the point the author was making is the Cubs were such shit that whoever won the Mets/Dodgers series was going to the WS.

It totally will. Why doesn’t Ollie just lie to the baby-mama? “Ok, I won’t tell anyone.” “Hey, Felicity, I dated this girl 9 years ago and it turns out we have a kid. Mom is a PITA and won’t let me see him unless I agree not to tell him I’m his dad, and not to tell anyone else. You believe this shit? Aaaaaanyway, keep…

As evidenced in further comments below, I am shocked to learn that Eli Whitney was of a different background than I vaguely recall being taught.

That’s crazy talk. Mayo is delightful.

The NYC public school system of the 1970s has some explaining to do.

Madden was impossible to listen to. All that “Whap! Bam!” shit, that turkey leg shtick... he was awful. And yet everyone would carry on about how great he was.

Yeah, but on the other hand you have a law degree for life. Get into your mid 40s on the creative side, making that large dough and billing out at $220/hr, prepare to be replaced by someone making half your salary. Then get ready to desperately bounce around freelance gigs for another 10 years until you finally give…

I didn’t even think about shots. So if a guy pours out a row of ten Fireballs for a bachelorette party, he’s thinking he should get a $10 tip? No fucking way. Same for multiple beers. If I get up to get the next round of, say, 6 beers @$5 a pop, a $6 tip seems excessive.

Are we really going to pretend there’s no particular reason we had the invention of the cotton gin drilled into our heads?

That is a shocker. Government should confiscate all assets of the (white) dead and distribute them to the Millenial minorities. That would be fair!

It’s not because I’m lucky OR good. It’s because my parents are good. Parents who can’t afford to help their children are bad parents, and bad people for having had kids when they couldn’t afford to do it right.

But the more important question: do you don the hair shirt of white guilt for this? Because that is the not very subtle subtext of this article, and the comments.

Some call it “privilege”. Others call it having responsible parents that aren’t assholes.

If I’m at a nice place and the bartender fixes me up an especially good Manhattan, he’s certainly getting more than $1. I’m thinking of my Jersey Shore days, where five bartenders are selling Bud Lights as fast as they can open ‘em up. Those guys should be thrilled to get a buck a beer, especially since most patrons…

A bartender at a high-volume drinkery slinging beers and shots should be able to serve 2 drinks a minute on average. That’s $120 an hour, tax-free. That’s adequate.

“You’re out of X? Alright, gimme whatever’s close.” It’s beer, not a car purchase. I picked a college easier than I’ve seen some people decide on a beer.

Once you’re old and married (and presumably not cheating), the need for bar atmosphere diminishes greatly. I hate the music played 90% of the time. I hate dummies bumping into me. I hate waiting for my next drink. I hate waiting to pee. I hate trying to watch a game over the racket. I hate wasting $100.

It’s some kind of rule for old people that they have to watch NCIS or, I dunno, they don’t get their Social Security checks or something. My parents have reruns of it on every single time I visit them. I think there’s an NCIS Rerun Channel. They switch between it and Big Bang Theory Rerun Channel.