Well, now I know what I'm doing!

The only way you can tell them apart is LeDan's white pancake makeup and striped shirt.

Whoa. Mary Anne got depression and Claudia got held back and Mallory switched schools?? My god. I'm so glad I outgrew the series before it tailed off like that. Here I was hoping it had just continued on in its gentle, frivolous, substanceless way, same as always.

House was what sprang to mind immediately for me, seeing this question. Yeesh. This was really the first show that I watched regularly that became an unbearable burden, but I was watching it with my mother and sister. They always seemed excited every week for each new episode, so I sucked it up and kept watching…

That "When I grow up" ad was brilliant.

We had a long-standing joke in my household about one of our cats harboring fantasies of running the range like a longhorn in the Old West, so when that commercial aired it easily became my all-time favorite Superbowl ad. It was just so perfectly done! I also had no idea what company it was for, but surely it's…

If it's any help, I haven't heard of about 98% of the bands that get mentioned here. :)

I'm going to see Russian Circles in a few weeks. And sometime in the coming months (I can't keep track of things like my calendar) I've got tickets to see Tinariwen, Nick Cave, and John Zorn's Bladerunner. In separate concerts, not all three acts together.

Doc used to be literally the best play-by-play man in sports (a friend once sent me a link to him calling water polo — water polo! — in a summer Olympics and he made it seem like the most breathlessly exciting sporting event of all time), but he's lost quite a few steps. And I say that as a Devils fan, who watched…

I really miss Gary Thorne getting to call the national hockey games back in the old ESPN days. He and Bill Clement were a billion times better than the current first-string national broadcast team of Doc Emrick, Eddie Olczyk, and — ::shudder:: — Pierre McGuire.

Yay! No cops!

That's very reassuring! I think the peapod wine is what I'm most excited about, and now I'll adjust my expectations up to "low" instead of "very low"!

Liked for "Cuckoo for Caca". That's the song I most want contestants on The Voice to sing.

A friend of mine got a book called "Drink Your Own Garden" for Christmas, and after flipping through it I had to get my own copy. It has recipes in it for wine made out of peapods, after you shell the peas! Carrot wine (that apparently tastes like sherry)! Marigold wine! Tomato wine! I can't wait now to be like…

My sister and mother were very apprehensive about being in the kitchen when it came time to unmold these marshmallows, because with my old recipe it was always a huge clusterfuck with lots of screaming and throwing things. But this recipe suggested refrigerating the pan with the marshmallow goo in it, and amazingly…

Chicken pot pie and homemade biscuits are, like, my two favorite food groups. (Because they are their own food groups, right? They should be.) That doesn't sound dull at all!

Also, the Christmas Peeps are bigger and have a different shape from the Easter ones, so the textural experience of eating them is miles away from the traditional chicks and bunnies. IT'S A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THING, AMELIE, AND I WILL NOT CALM DOWN ABOUT IT!

Are we sharing shitty holiday stories? Because my worst was the second one after my dad died. For some reason we all weathered the first one fine, but the second one our grandmother decided that we were probably really sad and all wanted to spend Christmas at her place in Florida. I was 19, and had quit college…

Wining is how we roll at Casa n Dick, too. So count me in for wining it up tonight.

Seriously! I'm totally going to move in with the Gumberculeses, because no one eats better than they do.