Speaking of, has anyone noticed how hard Apple ads have been sucking lately?

As other people have noted, he married his not-legally-a-stepdaughter-but-basically-his-stepdaughter when she was 19, after 12 years with Mia. So he met her when she was about seven years old. That is gross as shit.

Hopefully she'll pick up an Oscar for it, because who even cares about the Golden Globes. GG is basically slightly drunker, more dressed up People's Choice Awards.

Was this an "oooh naughty" joke though or a "kid, look at your complexion, look at Idris, let's be real" joke? I took it as the second.

I think he was doing okay as an NHL player, family money aside.

"Put a bow in that shit and keep it moving" might be my new approach to my normally fraught relationship with my hair (I am white but that phrase is awesome and mantra-worthy.)

That is all.

You seem not overly familiar with the concept of the word "however", which in this context denotes the differences between two things.

We do, it's called freedom of expression. However, it can be limited by law (for example, laws against harassment or hate speech.)

I love doing that. It's awesome.

I live in Alberta, and I once had to go to school in -45C (with windchill, something like -37C without) to write finals. Not only that but I had to walk three blocks to my bus stop dressed like a babushka and wait there for about 10 minutes. You ever had your fingers get so frozen that when you go somewhere warm…

Agreed, takes forever running off to convert all this Farenheit BS.

Mahogany, I feel for you, I really do. You might not like this advice. I would suggest you cut off contact with this dude.

I don't think that's braggy. My New Year's resolution is to have more joy in my life, so I'm keeping a journal again and making an effort to write down the good things as well as bad (I'm an infrequent journaler and most of my entries are hate-journaling. So. Bad habit.) In any case my point is I think this is healthy…

How people could ever side with anyone's group project members ever is inconceivable to me. Everyone knows only the smartest person in the group complains about the group; the other people are neutral to positive depending on how hard they're being carried by everyone else's work. This, basically:

They just opened one in my hometown. My husband is psyched beyond all reason.

I literally just came here to say fuck bees, so thanks for taking care of that for me.

Those chairs are aggressively upright, I don't have that kind of spinal control. You can take my reclined seat from my cold, dead hands!

Haha right? Oh sorry honey, I thought you were dying!

Now I walk around the house randomly shouting "EEEUURRRRGGHHHHHHHH!! Don't worry about me, just putting the lid on a jar!" "AAARRGGHHH! Hey don't freak out I just took a multivitamin." I find it slightly funnier than he does.

My husband walks around making noises like he just broke his leg all the time. This is not an exaggeration. At least twice a day I hear this bellow like a dying hippopotamus, and when I'm like "JESUS, are you okay?!" the answer is always something in the neighbourhood of "Ugh yes, I just picked some skin off my foot,…