OMG, I LOVE THIS SKIT.

nerd fight NERD FIGHT!

Problem solved.

I have to say, I'm surprised there isn't more flame retardant chemical coatings on bras. After all, the average American appears more likely to sue over the risk of potentially immolating a hypothetical chest (or crotch or eyebrows) than actual long term illnesses caused by actual daily contact with provably harmful…

"burbles" love it. LOVE IT.

I thought it was a little kid in the background for at least 30 seconds.

Oh, they can definitely take La Jolla, but without PB, there's no where for people who work retail jobs to live, other than the barrio south of Gaslamp.

What is that lovely... grunting? cooing? I can't even.

Yes, I think incredible is one word I might use to describe it. I only saw it for the first time a few days ago, and Mr BerkRie and I just... stared... stuttered... stared some more.

No, not PB! The only thing San Diego has that even maybe in some weird bizzaro world might be called affordable housing is there!

Possible competition: Someone using my middle name to address me during sex. As if I was 6 and just colored on the wallpaper.

Color me intrigued. I wonder if, by extension, one could classify affected sexy baby voice as a learned behavior by women who have had positive reinforcement equivalent to how unnaturally high and lispy they sound. As in, it's not necessarily a conscious choice, at least in the beginning.

These sorts of partnerships never work out. Case in point: Dancing In The Street

As I keep trying to tell my brother, there is nobility in being average, if you make yourself and maybe one other person happy per day. My life goal ever since high school has been to have a net positive impact on the planet/human race before I die, no matter how small, which allows me some space to make mistakes (did…

Yes, I think it's a very rare combination to have intellectual, social and life skills all at a high level in the same person. And the most objectively "successful" adults are probably more likely to be gifted in the latter two areas than the former.

One of the sad parts is, how everyone thought they were "helping" to encourage my bro at the time. He had/has low self-esteem (common among super bright but socially awkwards), so all the adults were always HEAPING on the intelligence compliments with the best of intentions. But in the end, it just caused more…

I can see it. It's very Kayser Soze, only not evil:

Totally agree. I am nowhere near my brother's level, but I still went a little crazy in high school, until a guidance counselor chilled me out and reminded me the only person's expectations I had to meet were my own.

Yeah, it's hard on him... He knows he's doing the right thing, but then he goes into the City with friends, and they're all, "Let's go out to this fancy restaurant and spend Big Money" and he has to be like "I'm a school teacher, I can't do that." And he doesn't have a house for his family (wife and kid), they can…