I’d never heard of cuffing until this year. I live in a seasonally cold climate, but it still feels like someone’s trying to make fetch happen.

And put it in the British Museum and say “We’re better equipped to care for these treasures.”

I was playing miniature golf with friends several years ago. A young couple and their two daughters were behind us. A few holes in we realized that the girls were named Jenna and Jameson.

I’ve heard of similar, which makes me wonder... is it better to just keep it a secret? Sell the stuff gradually to pawn shops or random antique dealers? Try to find a black market buyer somehow?

And then, have the United States settle the issue by reasserting its dominance over the western hemisphere vis a vis the Monroe Doctrine and the Roosevelt Corollary.

Preferably it would be a ghost ship of the HMS Expedition (one of the ships involved in the original battle), captained by Henry Long, that could just stand over the treasure, fending off all comers with ghastly wails. Meanwhile, the Royal Navy would receive a mysterious piece of mail, written on parchment and with…

For this to be perfectly historically ironic, we need a British group to swoop and steal the treasure from both of them.

you seem nice

What I don’t understand is why the initial promo shots are always the ugliest, weirdest, most awkward photos ever? Who is their headshot guy? Is it someone at ABC’s cousin that they promised their deceased aunt that they’d always “take care of”?? And if so, why hasn’t said cousin become better at photography over the…

I’d much rather get one of these than a picture of my stupid cousin’s family. I don’t want to see your stupid family Travis.

Okay, fine. Send him on a spa vacation. But then bring him back.

I might send some Benefit eye cream to Barry.

I’m just depressed that a classroom of first graders being murdered does nothing, but a Muslim American shooting up his office is apparently enough to to create some kind of tipping point.

“I’m over the age of forty. Let it simmer. Absorb it. It’s literally tattooed on my shoulderblade because goddammit, look at me.””

I think I had the same thought as Carrie. I was like “JFC woman, you’re over 40??? The rest of us have no hope.” She looks amazing. But so does Carrie, and she’s fucking badass to boot. I know who I’d rather be.

I found this interview completely delightful, but I worry about how the hosts seem to introduce the clip and react to her like she’s some kook, instead of a whip-smart intellect. She’s more than wacky—she’s making a deliberate choice to turn her high intelligence and highly tuned BS-meter into humor instead of despair…

I think a lifetime of cat ownership has well prepared me for an ill spouse:

Conversely, your experience makes me WANT to try Ambien....