86 minutes.

Back when I was in college a student group I was in shared an office with the IFC (Intrafraternity Council). Their computer was broken and they were always using ours, which was annoying, but at the same time they were mostly doing it to actually do the kind work the school had provided it for, and we just wanted to…

I lost one yesterday as well, although yours appears to have returned. Or you really hate that kid.

I also blame you.

Of course, 9-year-olds with learning disabilities do exist.

I guess I've been to strip clubs two or three times for bachelor parties. I think one's cultural appreciation organ checks out when there are naked people in front of you, but if they want to do naked Shakespeare or naked interpretive dance to depressing music, that's probably just fine, so long as they hold on to the…

She's from around here. My bagel store is practically wallpapered in Ledecky clippings and photos; I guess they know the family.

One can very easily get carried away by this stuff. My Brother, My Brother & Me is the one I will recommend without hesitation.

My first cousin (twice removed I think) is Israel Epstein who was a hero of the Revolution in China and one of a handful of white people buried in Baobasang Cemetery.

Don't stab her inside the building — it's a big HR headache.

Those steps are a bitch!

My original comment got moderated. Anyway, mostly tourists are pretty nice, and they subsidize the restaurant economy here in D.C. They also will move to the right on the Metro escalator if you ask them.

The first half is out on DVD and may well be available at your public library. It is at mine.

I have the DVD set, and I find it very hit and miss. But there are some absolutely inspired bits on there, like the Pig Latin Lover variety special (featuring Usansay Anton!) or their note-perfect Husbands & Wives spoof featuring the Universal movie monsters.

They're fine. Mostly they move to the right on the escalator if you ask.

Nick Wanserski does it again!

Well of course he doesn't actually give a shit. He's still ruining lives. It's a strange rubric of morality that considers whether someone really had malice in their heart when they knowingly stabbed you in the heart.

I hope you die due to an orgasm-induced heart attack while skydiving.

It isn't the reason I moved here, but it's a big part of the reason I stay here now that I have kids. If it comes, it's not going to be more than 10 minutes worrying about it. It's the people in Ohio and Tennessee that will have to suffer through the aftermath.

I'll be there. Please be aware, I actually said to myself this morning "Ugh, should I wear this crappy shirt? Yeah, I'm not doing anything later."