My mom has that foot problem (Italian immigrant, also no money for shoes), but she tried to shelter my brothers and I from all possible issues with money, so it had the opposite effect on me from your dad. People, we are a complicated species!

This reminds me of that horrible clusterfuck of a "music video" that came out a few years back that had Kermit high on drugs and puking in a toilet and other even worse stuff. Ick.

You're never going to believe this, but the exact same thing happened to me a few years ago... our old black & decker corded drill and a carelessly tied pony-tail. Never lean over a power tool with loose hair (note my hair in a bun in the photo) :)

Hard to say for sure... surface mount components look similar at this resolution. But with what appear to be glow-y bits, I'm putting my money on LEDs. But LEDs weren't on the materials list :(

In that case, well done sir/ma'am, well done.

Immediately and inappropriately made me think of this

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.