The dismiss button is amazing. I have learned of its power.

And it's...

Absolutely the truth, and thank you for reiterating it (since it has popped up a few times on here) and with new evidence.

The pretentiousness scorches my neural pathways in such ways as I cannot begin to fathom.

That crunchy allergy. I just... how do you even arrive at that conclusion in your life? And is crispy just a light crunch?

What I've learned listening to a radio show called Secret History of Rock (look it up, it's so good!) and its predecessor Ongoing History of New Music is that every single decade has has a stream of shit spewing out of the speakers, and the stuff we remember and listen to from those decades was the creamed corn that…

Anyone else think the singer looks like Dave Foley?

Very Portishead-like. I kind of dig it.

I was listening to a radio show about this a while back. Basically, companies track a ton of data on you using things like rewards cards, and using the massive amount of data they can predict weirdly specific things about you. Like if you're pregnant with scary accuracy. One girl started getting personalized baby…

A lot of the 10-15 year old developments in my city have no sidewalks in addition to very little parking, while a lot of the older neighbourhoods and the newer ones have an abundance of pathways and walking areas. Some of the really new communities that I work in (I install alarm systems) seem definitely to be built…

I wanted that whole last season to show their relationship. First episode, get the wedding over and done with, and then show them falling in love and getting married. Instead we got so many wasted episodes on Barney and Robin's wedding, with almost no time meeting and showing his live with the actual mother.

Must be from the moon.

FFVI came out in 1994. 20 years for 8 installments, but this one is taking almost ten years. It's a bit ridiculous.

Noooooo Lindy! You're the reason I started really following this site.

These idiots are absolutely moronic, sociopathic individuals who lash out at anyone who doesn't think their footsteps upon the earth create magical wonderlands of happiness in their wake. They need to realize, their shit stinks just like everyone's, it doesn't smell like roses.

In Canada if I ask for iced tea you bet I'm getting sweetened iced tea. You have to special order the vile concoction called unsweetened iced tea. Real hot tea, though, that stuff is good (and I drink it without sugar unless I'm sick) but unsweetened iced tea is a bitter fluid full of the crushed dreams of children.

Honestly, the headline made me think this was slightly more serious than the situation actually was, but this is still awful and the store owner/colleague who made the joke and fired her should have their most favourite comic made into a series of increasingly terrible movies.

I follow these same rules (except substitution charges, because no money changes hands) when I cook for friends. I hate people who won't tell me what their allergies are, because I don't want to kill them and I want to make them something that they will enjoy.

That knife should have been rinsed between uses, and anything that is an allergen should have its own separate knife. That's food prep 101.

Weird Al is probably the best exception that proves the rule. All of his rap songs.