I’d be on the R Wagon so fast VW would need a restraining order.

I feel Justin’s pain. When my son was born, my daily driver was an Acura Integra coupe, 5-speed, bright red, spoiler. It was my first-ever brand-new car. And then, about 18 months later, giant almost-10-pound baby shows up. Ever try to get a car seat with a 10-pound baby in and out of a two-door hatch? My back hasn’t…

One of my best friends was a fatal accident investigator for the NJ State Police. He served for 20 years, retired, and now has PTSD to deal with for the rest of his life.

I have a 14 GTI and have toyed with the idea of going the WRX route. But I’m 54, and the hood scoop and spoiler would scream either “midlife crisis” or “does your 21-year-son know you took his car?” I’m going the R route when the time comes. And if the R SportWagen ever makes it over here, I’ll be on it like a cop on…

Republic Bank in Philadelphia and surrounding suburbs has free coin counting for customers and noncustomers alike. All you have to do is put up with the lame animation on the machine.

Dude needs a periscope.

My 2014 GTI has a VIN that indicates it was made in Germany.

Daddy likey. I want one.

I just ate half a bag of shelled pistachios at my desk while reading the comments. And my fingers aren’t bleeding. And they were delicious. The pistachios, not my non-bleeding fingers.

Consistency is important in asshattery.

I worked for a trade association doing their publications, social media, and podcasts and Sen. Arlen Specter was a keynote speaker. He came out for a sound check and I went up and asked him if it was OK if we recorded his remarks and handed him a release form.

“I was like a god there,” Youcis said of her old ballpark in Saturday’s YouTube interview. “I owned that stadium.”

+1 for Comic Sans.

Scipio Spinks.

A moose once bit my sister. No realli! She was Karving her initials on the moose with the sharpened end of an interspace toothbrush given to her by Svenge - her brother-in-law -an Oslo dentist and star of many Norwegian movies: “The Hot Hands of an Oslo Dentist,” “Fillings of Passion,” “The Huge Molars of Horst…

I’m sorry she was injured. But how was it preventable?

Great column. I’ve worked in Philadelphia for more than 30 years and I don’t fear crime or terror. I don’t walk around thinking everyone is out to kill me or mug me or steal my stuff. And when your number comes up, you’re dead. It’s that simple. And no amount of worrying and planning can prevent it. It’s life’s…

She gets a standing ovation

And what’s with all the fitted shirts? I used to fitted. Now I’m more fatted than anything else. How about relaxed fit? Or fat?