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When the hubs and I went car shopping recently, I rated cars by how many bodies would fit in the trunk. "Oh, this is a three-body-trunk. The last one was two, maybe two and a quarter. Oooh and a rubber trunk mat for any spills!" The salesguy just stared and forgot his spiel. Now I could get a word in to ask what I

Yard sales. You can buy boxes full of books for almost nothing.

Whenit comes to publishing, you have to choose: money or critical acclaim. You rarely get both. A Pulitzer winning book may have a brief surge after winning, but it generally dosen't last long. And a Brown-esque tome will stay on the bestseller lists for years. And while a book may not be seen as an important literary

Yes. Go to a book store and Nicholas Sparks is shelved in fiction instead of romance where he ought to be.

See, all I can think of are the creeps who'd be molesting the sleeping travelers. How many stories show up here with just that theme?

I'm with you. Vintage fur for the win. I just got a 1940's mink and I think this will be my warmest winter ever.

Go really old school and try a mustard plaster. You can get the instructions online. It really helps me when I get bronchitis. Lossens up all the gunk in your chest so that when you cough at least it's productive. Also, you don't cough as hard trying to get the gunk out. Last time I had bronchitis I actually had to

Absolutely learn. I'm super short and busty. Everthing I buy other than t-shirts has to be taken in or up somewhere or it looks like I'm wearing my mom's clothes and i can't afford a tailor. Luckily, my grandmother taught me the basics and I figured out the rest through trial and error. Now I pattern and can make just

If you don't mind spending a little more, try a Lush shampoo. I have long, very fine, straight hair. I usually have to wash it every single day because even the tiniest bit of product leaves it looking like I haven't bathed in days. In the summer I have to wash it twice if I plan on going out in the evening. Anyway,

Not really. Just looking at it in a practical light, a good bra should result in knockerless knockers. If you sell a bra that allows all that motion then your bra is crap. Personally I want a bra that gives me Barbie boobs (no motion or nippleage) and can act as a bullet proof vest in a pinch. I would love a

Anything by Erik Larson. Historical true crime. The Devil in the White City, Thunderstruck, and In the Garden of Beasts. Most of his books juxtapose a true crime and the technology around at the time. White City is about the Chicago World's Fair and a serial killer hunting there at the same time. Thunderstruck is

It's always just a flesh wound or a cold. And why waste money on a doctor when it'll get better on its own? Why would a woman want medical assistance during delivery? Dogs do just fine without it. It's natural. Why pay a doctor for what comes naturally? I acutually heard a guy, who's wife was pregnant say the last.

There's a company that will come to you house a la tupperware. Invite some friends over have lots of wine or margaritas and check out all the toys. It's a blast. Usually you can go home with whatever model caught your fancy. I've gone to a couple of these, usually as a bachelorette party. Everyone, even you shyest,

Go the Latin-American route. My father is from South America and traditionally kids have both parents names. First the father's then the mother's. For instance Gabriel Garcia Marquez. He should be called Mr. Garcia, his father's last name. He's also shelved that way in the library/bookstore. But since there was no

Look, sucking cock makes me thirsty. And more than half the time, a finger bang or an enthusiastic fuck is poking my bladder. So if anything is going to happen, pee and water breaks just have to be part of the plan.

That's how it happened to me too. Over-freaking-night. Did you ace bandage them down? I did that for 6 months or so, until summer hit (grew up in Florida). I hated them so much.

I went down to a big B small C. So on my frame still a healthy size, just more proportional. The plastic surgeon asked what size I wanted and I said I wanted a couple of fried eggs but he wouldn't go for it. He thought it would be too traumatic. I told him trauma was having a strange man walk up to me in a hotel and

Ugh. The unwanted attention. I hit 34 C at age twelve. It was bad enough having all the boys in school snapping my bra or grabbing at me as I walked by, but the leering and catcalls from adult men, including teachers and my father's friends really freaked me out. By the end of high school I was 34 EEE. Add to that, my

Anyone else freaked out by those huge, glowing, Paula Deen-esque veneers?

Watch Hunt for Red October. A very fine Stellan plays the Russian sub captain chasing Red October. RAWR