My husband got a little bit prepper prior to y2k and his solution was to buy 4 large Costco cans of the beef ravioli. Being of a thrifty nature, he eventually ate it all. I refused to help. I think this list ranks the stuff too high.

I would add electric outlets everywhere and good task lighting. A double wall oven and induction cooktop. Easy clean up, more pantry space and counters I can bang away on without feeling like the house is going to fall down. 

I think Miss Austen would have approved of Mr Darcy in a wet shirt. She just didn’t think of it.

“Kibitz”, not “kibbutz”. Good article, btw.

Per the Washtenaw Sheriff, ”As of yesterday, the prosecutor filed a motion to modify bond, the judge approved the modification, and WCSO staff took the suspect back into custody.”

That list of flavors needs an Oxford comma.

I need more beds.

I need more beds.

This has nothing to do with empathy. It’s about setting up arbitrary rules to exclude the uncool kids. And why are people assuming that ok is dismissive and that kk isn’t baby talk? Be kind to others and don’t assume that others are being mean to you.

You might as well ‘ok Boomer’ me right now. These rules are dumb and smack of over-thinking, both in an effort to be likeable and in thinking that getting a terse text means you aren’t liked. Be kind to others and give them the benefit of doubt and you’ll be fine.

The extended police chase reminded me of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Butch and the Kid would run and the Pinkertons were always just behind.

Does anyone still care about Paris Hilton? Serious question - I thought she passed her sell-by date a long time ago.

NY Post (who knew?) reports that “The godly shoes were made by Brooklyn-based product design company MSCHF, which created about two dozen of the kicks as a way of trolling “collab culture,” its head of commerce Daniel Greenberg tells The Post.” No affiliation with Nike, and presumably the Vatican.

Barrister Prince. Every barrister I dealt with (through work) was a prince.

She’ll be fine. 

Seven Killings is awesome, but it is heavy on Jamaican patois. Check out some dictionaries online and you will be good to go.

Little brother kills her anyway.

It’s not the beard, it’s the smile that seems weird.

Don’t show his face, don’t give him the publicity.

How many of her followers are even real? If I were a sponsor, I’d want to know.

It’s not hard - Engler all the way.