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Hello Jezebel.

That's it, exactly! My mom has since apologized for not including us in the family financial planning. I think it might have something to do with her being an immigrant to the US at a young age and living in relative squalor (tenements and similar), so she wanted to hide the pain from us. At least, that's what she…

I don't have a thing about feet, but I do find it gross on behalf of people who do not wear shoes with socks to the airport. Seriously, you know you're going to have to take them off, and you know how many shod and unshod people have stood on those little yellow shoe prints inside the x-ray machine. It's like a locker…

Yep, it's totally just personal experience, but I wonder about the assumptions the researcher (or at least the writer, Stein) makes about the data they obtained. With social research, there's an almost unavoidable tendency to apply conclusions where they might not be warranted. I see it in my own work (market…

Gah! Eeee! Ugh! Stahp!

See, now, I think the SciAm findings are strange, because I grew up with a visible spoon sticking out of my mouth, and I'm much MUCH more impulsive/spendthrifty with money than my husband (who grew up in a trailer park), the CFP and certified tightwad.

I SO want to google the merkin, but I'm SO at work in an open cubical. *sigh* My curiosity will have to wait a few hours, and by then, I'll probably be distracted by some other fascinating, hairy topic.

I was blissfully unaware up until this moment that there was anything remotely resembling a 'pubic wig' (and that it had a name) extant in this world.

That was interesting, thanks for the link!

Total annihilation. Your great aunt Gladys would get along famously with my great aunt Pasqualina. Come to think of it, we should have a cheer squad made up of raunchy little old ladies. And our team uniforms should resemble roller derby costumes.

Call me, Google. I'm an old-school nerd Old... I don't drink in the pool (just next to it) and I play Settlers of Catan.

I was thinking of iocane powder and a certain Sicilian, but I'm sure I could find a way to get this guy to choke on the little jack ball.

I'm 35, I've been playing bocce with my Italian relatives (men and women) since I was 5, so I'd like to challenge Mr. Cohen to a balls-out tournament.

They can do whatever they want with their membership, but they all have to agree. It sounds like there is disagreement within their own ranks. Plus, I think some of them want to not only limit membership, but also who can use the public courts, which they can't do legally.

New size/shape for medic-alert bracelets:

Ah, but then they couldn't customize it to the exact and lengthy specifications needed; "gluten sensitivite, vegan hot dogs only" doesn't come in a bracelet.

Craigslist is a wonderland of used tools. We got a $400 air compressor for the nail gun (and did you know they make a compressor-powered caulk gun? It's a thing of beauty) for $100 from a guy who used it once.

It's a drill/screwdriver with a ton of torque, so it can push a screw into very dense wood without pre-drilling the hole. Saves time and blisters.

It's worth a shot. The overhead's low enough :)