My wife works in the financial office of a city college, and the sense of entitlement among the students is staggering. Kids can screw up forms, filing dates, payments, basic information, and they lose their shit if she doesn’t cater to them. If she refuses to break laws about confidentiality (not rules - laws) like…

I never realized how bad that shit is until my daughter got into her late teens and started commuting into school in Manhattan. Every day these pathetic losers hassle her. Ugly old fat men, literal fucking bums begging for change, shitheads who barely speak English cornering her and babbling about “Ay mami”. Even…

So the Chargers punted on Brees, Vick and Eli, and still managed to land Philip Rivers. That thumping sound you hear is Jets fans banging their thick heads against the wall.

I left out the best part of the story: small school and social circle, news travels fast. That night at the bar I was feeling a bit sorry for myself and a bunch my female friends were comforting me, and apparently a rare view of myself as a vulnerable human and not just a soulless, drunken monster appealed to a couple…

In college I dated a girl who was a classmate’s friend from back home for about 18 months. I really liked her, but wasn’t sure about our future. She resolved it for me with the nicest, most tactful breakup ever. She drove up from her home 1-1/2 hours away on a weekday, and laid out the reasons we should stop seeing…

And that funeral scene? Barry: “Can I do anything to help?” Ollie: “I just want to be alone.” WRONG ANSWER. How about “Yeah, I’m fighting a mass-murdering magic guy I can’t defeat. Can you do me a favor and run through him at Mach 5 and burst him into a bajillion pieces before he even notices you?”

Speaking of Dr. Manhattan vibes, did anyone else get that during the big Atom/Robot fight last night on LoT?

Those are the lucky ones, who use their talents to “make the logo a little bigger”. Just as many don’t even get into their field. And most that do are replaced by someone fresh out of college in 20 years. My LinkedIn contact list is a depressing roster of middle-aged folks free-lancing, “available”, or “Looking…

As I was finishing high school in the mid-80s, Dad was pushing hard for me to do ROTC and go into the military. “You get to go to college for free, and then you just have to serve a couple of years. It’ll be easy - there’s no wars anymore.” I was a rebellious drunkard with a mullet, and ignored his advice. Couple…

If the job was fun, they wouldn’t have to pay you to do it. It’s called a hobby.

My favoring Bones is definitely Angel-related, at least to start. I’ve always been a bit disappointed they don’t have more fun with that. Like, how many times have they dressed up for Halloween? How could Booth not be a vampire at least once? Or even have another cast member suggest it and have him say “Ugh, no, I…

No one is taking a date here if they haven’t already completed the coitus with them, because seeing someone naked for the first time in this environment is ludicrous. So now you’re taking your GF to a nude restaurant and desperately trying not to look too much at the other naked people, because that will start a…

“Was in a kind of dull relationship ...my GF at the time and I had engaged in threesomes...”

The only procedural I still watch is Bones (shaddap, I like it). And they seem to have an edict (as did most of the CSIs) that the PoC is never the bad guy. Kind of takes all the suspense out of it every week when they set up the black ex-boyfriend or hispanic jealous co-worker to be the bad guy, and the twist is alway…

I think irregular scheduling hurt it more than any plot direction. I am a devoted fan and occasionally forgot to tune in (until I put it in my DVR). Different nights, different times, vanishing for months at a time.

I only had one friend who was in a rent-stabilized/controlled building. His landlord was desperate to get him out, I think he eventually got like $40K to leave.

I know some guys who formed an investment group and bought houses in a college town to rent to students. The key is to get their parents’ home phone numbers. When kids are graduating and don’t want to pay for all the damage, they would call the parents and advise them that their son (yeah, it’s almost always boys) is…

No, they’re going to be walking around with their hands out whining about how they are on a fixed income and can’t afford to live here anymore, and the sensitive politicians will just jack up my property taxes to pay for the irresponsible to be housed on my dime. It’s like that grasshopper and the ant fairy tale.…

Would make me run towards. Chimes are supremely annoying. I cut down a neighbor’s in the middle of the night while he was away one time. My deep thoughts require stillness.

Wind chimes should be outlawed. Who the fuck wants to hear that damn tinkling all day, every day?!