It's also possible, apparently, to live on nothing but coconut plus a source of vitamin c.

I could live on Kerrygold butter alone.*

There's a little bit of that, but it's mostly just judging the menz and laughing at them when their opening line is, "Let's use this app the way it was meant to be used! Your place or mine?"

Find a single friend and go tinder stalking with her! That's how I get my jollies these days.

There's definitely talk, but I don't know if anything will actually happen. Some people seem to want to make little changes that still allow the OLCC to keep a stranglehold on liquor sales, while other people want complete privatization. I think maybe we were waiting to see how things went in Washington, and it's been…

I'm from California but I live in Oregon now. I miss BevMo so much! I can count on one hand the number of times I've remembered to go to the liquor store when any of the local ones were actually open. At least they sell beer and wine in the grocery stores.

How could you say that?! I'm sitting here at work, totally fine with all the talk about teenagers dying of cancer, and then I read "I am a leaf on the wind" and suddenly tears are streaming down my face. Damn it!

I have fond memories of a drunk young Italian man soulfully belting out "Cecilia" by Simon & Garfunkel, clasping a beer bottle in one hand and draping his other arm over the jukebox. I couldn't understand a word he sang. And I couldn't believe this bar in a tiny southern Italian town had a jukebox! It always seemed…

I've never worked at a restaurant so what do I know, but I can't believe the manager didn't find some way to make sure the server got paid! If the car guy really did rave to the restaurant manager about the service and the food, it's ridiculous that he would just say, "Oh well, bad luck!" and let the server lose money…

My food problem is that I am a bottomless pit and my husband is not. BUT, all the food he likes is horribly unhealthy - hamburgers, pizza, etc. So while left to my own devices I might consume fourteen pounds of spinach in lemon-garlic vinaigrette, I instead end up consuming fourteen pounds of greasy bread and cheese.…

I'm this way too, unfortunately. I had one boss who refused to address my habitual lateness in my performance reviews because she knew it wouldn't do any good and didn't want me to get in trouble (I loved her, obviously). I'm still late a lot, and luckily it's not a big deal at my current workplace. I feel bad about…

My husband used to travel for work, and it was wonderful! When he was gone, I never watched TV, I did weird stuff like going for walks when I was bored, I cooked more and generally ate better (I still didn't clean ever; he's the motivated one in that arena). I have gained about a million pounds since we started living…

Not me, but both of my parents have gone by their middle names for their entire lives. My dad was named after his father, so I can understand why they always called him by his middle name. I have no idea why my mom's parents didn't just name her something they wanted to call her, though!

And with that, I'm out. I can no longer read this thread without breaking out in hysterical, work-disrupting laughter.

I would go so far as to say that ALL Jello is the most disgusting thing ever. Stripey or otherwise.

Yeah, that's irritating. I have a common name but people frequently get it wrong anyway, often calling me something completely different. Very annoying.

Ah. I think I sort of misinterpreted your first comment... I was thinking the French were butchering "Uma" in all kinds of strange ways! But that makes sense. I kind of like it!

The only way I can think to really butcher "Uma" is by changing the syllable which gets stressed. How else is it possible to butcher it?!

I'm from northern California originally. It's a beautiful place and there are many things I miss about it, particularly the Sonoma coast, redwoods, and Giants games. But it was also so. damn. expensive. And there is just so much urban/suburban sprawl. And there's always a drought. So I moved up to Oregon, and (as you…

I have never heard of Naots, but I will take your word for it! I am all for good arch support.