My company did this too a few years ago. It was 95% white with a sprinkling of East and South Asians and a few mailroom Latinos and maybe ten "professional" Black employees out of about 4,000. The cafeteria staff were 100% Black.

Reader's Digest: Laughter is the Best Medicine!

I think small kids are natural nudists. My nephew as a toddler hated wearing any kind of clothes and exhibited advanced dexterity through his ability to wriggle out of or tear out of diapers, cute little sweaters, pants, shoes, whatever. My sister used to take him to a park and she told me it was like "Magic Mike,"…

But at what point did the commenter go upstairs and hang up her hat?

LOVE your username and avatar. Are you Romy or Michelle? Or maybe Alan Cumming? I can see him being a Gawker commenter.

How about when a sibling gets married and you end up liking the spouse better than your own flesh and blood? And the sibling kind of realizes this?

In my family our pets are great emailers. At the dawn of the Internet age I used to get emails all the time from one of my sister's cats. She'd start an email to me, forget about it, leave the browser window open, and the cat, who I nicknamed Bill Gates, although the cat was female, would walk along the keyboard, and…

Oh, you laugh, but my dog has sent work-related emails in my name.

I've never really understood the great cat/dog divide.

He's 71. I hope to look that good when I'm 71. Of couse in my health care directive I've specified that my caretaker institutionalize me should I appear in my underwear on "Celebrity Apprentice."

By the time I was 42 I had probably been to 100 weddings, very few of them family related.

Is Anna Wintour the nanny or something? Why always to Becks' left and always with Harper within easy reach?

"How much you wanna bet I can market beaver anal gland secretions as a delicacy and make millions?"

I think in a lot of states they make you go public to show other residents that yes, some people actually do win the lottery, here's who they are, and the next time IT COULD BE YOU!

I bet Joan Didion is quite a foodie, to use that detestable term. She seems so particular and easily rattled by everything imperfect and gauche. Whether she actually consumes more than 300 calories a day, though...

I can't think of a worse fate for a parent. "How would you like to die"? Burned in a cage? Saying gooodbye as the last life boat left the Titanic? Stepping aside to allow a coworker board the elevator in the World Trade Center on 9/11? No, the worst fate would be to have my child predecease me.

At this point I think I might have voted for Thomas Jefferson, so old am I. (I'm not really, I'm 51.)

The State Department has come a long way but its history of supporting gay rights isn't that long. In the 1980s part of the grueling Foreign Service exam was an interview where you were asked if you had ever had sex with someone of your own sex, and an affirmative response was immediate grounds for disqualification…

Wasn't it a commenter on Jezebel, maybe you actually, who pointed out that although Bobbi Kristina Brown and Nick Gannon are not genetically related, but were raised together, two children who call the same woman "Mom" should not marry?

Oh, then we will be related, because my nephew is a senior in high school and I'm begging him to come down here to Columbia, a school he has not applied to. He's a year ahead of Malia, but he will date her and marry her. Hey, he's not my kid, so I can over-direct his life, but on the upside we will both have Obamas as…