Maybe we'll get lucky and a different Bruce will show up to summer with the klan. Now that's television I would watch!

I find it motivating for a week and then, pretty much like I get with every gadget, I become bored and stop caring. In truth, I wish that didn't happen, because I could use some kind of motivation, but steps definitely don't work for me.

That's what the gin is for.

Oooh, will definitely be trying this when my stepson leaves in a few weeks for the rest of the summer. My god, teen boys stink, the poor dears. And Febreze does nothing against it.

Perhaps because you studied something practical and do something practical? You didn't start out like so many of the people in that article, with dreams of being a film director, actor, cartoonist, librarian or religious studies professor while piling on tens of thousands of debt, maybe? There have NEVER been a…

This will sound a bit odd, but do you have any skill you could trade for the work, like revamping your dentist's website or something? There's a dentist near me that's renovating an old building into a new office, and they posted a sign offering to trade dental work for contractor services. Given how darned expensive…

All the 50-something in our very small office came out thousands ahead on ACA vs. our tiny group plan that cost a fortune. There were lots of winners and some losers; that's life. Single payer is the only real solution, but I don't see it happening for years, if ever, in this country. Too many entrenched corporate…

I was thinking of "Vikings" or "The Patriot," but you're welcome! Apparently, it's quite a popular thing for men to do.

You know that thing, where sometimes in a "ye olden tymes" movie, the invading barbarians lock all the villagers in a church and set it on fire? Lately, pretty much every time I hear something about the grey-faced men who run this country, I run that movie in my head. And it's a comedy.

It's so hard to be a free spirit if you don't have a fur coat and acres of air conditioned indoor space. SO hard. Good thing he actually owned five apartments in the building to give his one-with-the-universe spirit space to roam.

Hobos!

Said the guy whose idea of imaginative minimalism was an apartment in the Dakota on Central Park West. Snerk!

And cap sleeves. Don't forget the cap sleeves that are cut for an average-sized arm.

We went whale-watching in Alaska a few years ago, and watched a bunch of seals playing on a humpback. They'd get on the back of it when it was surfacing and roll off. Hysterical!

Or anywhere in the fine state of Indiana, apparently.

If I had a real lunch hour, I would do the same thing. Alas, the culture here has always been "eat at your desk while you work." Which is why, after 20 years of this nonsense, I'm using my free time at home to learn skills that will, I hope, get me out of here. Never mind doing it to improve THIS company; I'll build…

I wish I could do that at work, but my employer would consider it "wasting time." I can't think why, since I'm improving our company's ability to produce and compete in the long term, but short-term thinking is the norm here. Produce, produce faster, produce more—that's it.

I totally agree with your sentiments here, but it's interesting that so many women of equally good genes in Hollywood DO feel like they need to get that work and end up appearing like freaks. I'm looking at you, Meg Ryan. The pressure to conform must be enormous in that stupid profession.

Hand up here, too. My husband, who has taken up running again, got a stabbing pain in his foot on Monday. I said it sounded like plantar fascitis, which I've had for three years now. When I went to a doctor at the first signs, I got a pat on the head, was told to take some Advil and lose weight, and then listened to a…

It was, and it's the only one I can think of. It was featured on the "Pioneers of Television" series on PBS a week or so ago. Glad to see someone taking a swing at it again, even with that horrible title.