I'm embarrassed to say that I flipped out at the Dunkin' Doughnuts at JFK, because I just didn't understand that they want you to tell them how you want your coffee. I just want my coffee. I want to put the cream and sugar in myself, and after a red eye, I just didn't understand the whole we mix your coffee thing. …

Oh this it definitely not just a women thing.

I put on hand lotion, then the gloves. The heat of the water helps skin absorb it, I understand.

THANK YOU. Grrr all the fucking dish soap that's like pink or mixed with Olay products. It's so blatantly sending the message "cleaning is for ladies." It's so insulting to see them try to make cleaning into a beauty product for women

I would like to point out that a few days ago Jez was complaining about female-geared tools, and now there is a complaint about girly cleaning supplies. So apparently you can't win when marketing to women. Is the solution really to ignore us the way we were ignored for so many years?

Workout with a friend. It's like having a portable comfort zone following you around.

Dear National Review,

Posting this was like breaking the bottle of champagne over a yacht. Let the geeky commentary commence!

I did!

get over yourself

You have to know this already, but: tennis balls for the comforter. No question.

Even though he is a turd of a human being, there are few directors that are more female-centric in terms of giving an actress an interesting (I'll avoid the term 'meaty',) role.

Maybe William Tell is a billionaire in other ways.

Mah dearest Angelina,

Ummm what? You can disagree with it on a fundamental level, but I would argue that your thesis statement is wrong to begin with.

.... what? That doesn't even make sense.

I mean this in the nicest way, but do you really need to hear about some other woman's farts? I mean, is motherhood so mundane that this is actually interesting for you to read?