Give them Florida, and build a wall that keeps them from leaving when the rising ocean swallows it up. And make Florida pay for that wall.

True enough with regards to legislation, but we can at least continue Obama's tradition of being grown-ups. Let Trump have his temper-tantrums whenever a celebrity disagrees with him. Anyone beating up on the performers at his inauguration is sinking to his level, and that doesn't gain anyone anything. Save your…

I really can't understand the people who actively want to replace their gadgets every year. I'm not a technophobe by any stretch, I like my (cheap) Android phone and don't miss the faux-Blackberry it replaced, but as long as it does what I need it to do, I don't need a new one.

Yeah, upon reaching the end of this list, my immediate response was WHERE'S THE EXPLETIVE SAAG PANEER (chunks of creamy paneer cheese in an orgasmic spinach sauce, for those of you that are sad enough not to know that already). I realize this article is mostly about distinguishing between the [Indian culinary…

I dunno, I'm pretty happy to learn that the dam-the-Mediterranean thing never came to fruition.

Remember that in the movie itself, Monroe's response to being sexually assaulted is to shrug her shoulders and observe that randomly getting sexually assaulted is just a weird thing that happens sometimes, nobody knows why. That a crowd of leering dudes showed up to ogle her thighs and stuff is probably the least…

The iPood was an outdoorsman's dig-a-hole-to-poop-in trowel. Now discontinued, apparently.

It does not.

How can a mechano-turtle with laser cannons be selfish?!??

Their maneuverability and their marksmanship, judging from the Stormtroopers' infamously bad aim versus (unarmored) Finn's fine shooting.

He's shaming his supporters just fine on his own. Well, not the Breitbarts or the Shkrelis, but the chumps that believed his lies about working-class jobs and such.

Hey, he left the mashed potatoes for you.

Last time I saw the word "jigger," my middle-school health teacher was warning me that alcohol would cause me to die.

Perhaps, but with a finite amount of space by the bed and a billion power cords already in the tangle, I'd rather spend $28-plus on an alarm clock with a white-noise button.

Sweet Jesus, that white-noise machine that's functionally identical to a dozen or more free phone apps is enormous.

I think it depends largely on how dedicated you are to doing everything. ME1 has a lot of filler that can be skipped, where ME2's side content is all reasonably meaningful. I can see ME1 being the shorter game if you don't commit to mapping all the uranium deposits.

It does get a lot less bad once you figure out/Google its mechanics.

For all the greatness in Alpha Protocol, christ were the boss fights out of place/just bad. Brayko was the worst of them, not least of all for making "Turn Up the Radio" the soundtrack to my nightmares.

It's true, "grind" implies that I'm getting something out of the endless repetition, which I'm not with Souls. The repetition doesn't accomplish anything except to rob me of hours I could have spent on something constructive or fun. I might learn something and get better every time I die at the hands of the boss,…

Dark Souls definitely taught me how to not mind dying.