Dear Prudence, I work in a shoe store and try to dress modestly, so that no one will notice me, but no matter what, men harass me, including my boss. A few weeks ago, three women with this awesome car came in and sort of kidnapped me and made me go shopping with them. They gave me a total makeover and then they set me…

My first big impression of Dave Grohl was when he was on Space Ghost: Coast to Coast, and that impression was: he looks like my boyfriend!

Choosing a very arbitrary 1999 as the year in question, this would be assaulting my "starting my second bachelor's degree at age 29"-hood.

There are a lot of good scholarly books, focusing on the actual documents from not just the trials, but land records, church membership, town records, all of which pretty much show that people using religion as a tool for indulging greed, xenophobia, and revenge is nothing new at all. I took a class on the Salem…

We had some customer yesterday about whom the 82-year-old store owner had to talk, and I can only assume the name was spelled "Bothan" because she kept trying it with different pronunciations: "Bow-than? Bah-than?"

Specifically, an Avon perfume, which came out in 1968 and which was kind of vintage even when I owned it in my cosmetic-crazy junior high years, which were the same as Charisma Carpenter's (off by one year, but whatever.) It was, however, relatively new and exciting in 1970 when Mrs. Carpenter needed a baby name. I…

I watched all of Season 1 of Drunk History over the last 2 nights. My favorite might be "Lewis and Clark," because Tony Hale is magic. And I'm a Pemberton, though not a descendant of John Stith Pemberton. Ah, well.

Not really, but I'm always happy to spout off based on my 5/8ths of a biology major and longtime hobbyist's interest in marine biology.
So no, they don't bend.

Truly outrageous!

Road trip to a stripping convention. It's the American Dream! All that's missing is Route 66.

Always happy to be of pedantic service. I'm more attuned to it that many because of encountering Anasazi beans 25 years ago, so…they're pretty and yummy, in a beany way, by the way.

That would be an infinitely better plot - the shark goes around with an internal monologue about how the upper ocean was so much better 3 million years ago, geez. Meg: Shark Snark.

Only at the end when Shadow figures it out.

Pedant on: it's Anansi Boys. Anasazi Boys would be something else…

The moment after they re-locate your ankle is AWESOME, because not only is there a sudden removal of pain, but because then you can listen to the echo of your scream.

I was really looking forward to reading Meg, and then I got the chance. All I remember is how the shark managed to stay warm enough to get out of the trench, and being disappointed with everything else. So much so that I never read the sequel, Meg: Hell's Aquarium, which has lots of other, older nifty giant marine…

Yep. Hence the connection to this article in particular.

All I can think of is "Hide and Seek" by Imogen Heap. I heard it on the radio in the car and was amazed by it such that I had to scramble to write it down while driving.
Then I stumbled across the SNL parody ("Dear Sister") of a scene from The OC which used "Hide and Seek," and now the song is forever tainted.

I did love that, oversized Liopleurodon or not.

I dislocated and broke my ankle, such that when, lying on my back in shock immediately afterwards, I ran my hand down the inside of my calf to feel what had happened (rather than looking,) my foot was not there…and the paramedics wrapped it up in a giant cast, such that no one could see where the foot was. So the…