I think he was dressed as America’s Dad. Did you see that sweater?

He definitely has the Kid Whisperer thing that some men just possess, including my husband. We had a little girl, maybe two, at our door last night for Halloween who spotted him further back in the house and, with great determination, toddled right into our house to get to him. I bet Obama gets those kids, too.

Wait, sweet wine with less than 3% alcohol? Isn’t that . . . white grape juice?

Never heard of these--thank you!

Feels like even though she says she “dealt” with her eating disorders and body issues, she really, really hasn’t. It’s like listening to a recently-sober alcoholic who desperately wants a drink going on and on about how evil alcohol is and how anyone who drinks is an addict and just “covering up their problems.” Mmm,…

It’s been more than 8 hours since this went up and there hasn’t been a single sneak-correction. You’d think the author would at least peek at the activity on her post, but nada. So lazy!

With LBD, you can also get looping delusions and paranoia, which is one of the hallmarks distinguishing LBD from other forms of neurological disease. My dad had a few horrible delusions stuck in his brain. They came up over and over and over again, and nothing would move him off of believing them. It was maddening for…

Please please please put Sigourney Weaver in there somewhere. Emma and Sigourney would be genius together.

Thank you for saying this! STEM is hothothot right now as a talking point, but we aren’t actually doing anything about it in terms of real money or prioritization where it matters, on the state and federal level. What’s the point of having thousands of freshly-minted civil engineers if Congress keeps cutting funding…

Tip Three: Have your mom’s employee write it for you, then congratulate your twitheaded self when the admissions officer declares it “the best personal essay I’ve ever read.”

Oh my god, I love you. This image will get me through the four days I’m about to spend in Kokomo, Indiana, with the evangelical in-laws, all of whom think their homegrown homeboy here is wonderful.

Yes! Or a World War II bomb.

It really depends on the length of the tri and what your goals are. Sprint triathlons are short—usually a swim of no more than half a mile, 10-15 miles or so on the bike and a 5K to end it. If you’re looking to be a top-mark competitor, you’ll want good equipment and proper training and, yes, it costs money. But if…

Given that she got through that Matt Lauer shitshow without punching him dead in the face, I’d say she knows how to keep her cool with negativity.

He just got married, and Richard and Chetna made the cakes! Except for the centerpiece, which Ian made. It was ... baked Alaska. Good on ya, mate!

I’m pretty sure “chick lit” is populated by anyone, male or female, who would use this phrase without irony:

Even “green” chicken is crazy cheap right now. Our local keeps doing BOGO sales that make its per pound cost on par with beans or lentils, which seem to be getting more expensive all the time. Makes me wish we had a larger freezer.

I had the same problem! That’s some mismatched aggregating right there. Here’s a more complete version of the story that explains it:

Oh, wait, sorry. It’s just that the photos you showed happened later in the incident and don’t match the text you pulled from that other article. Here’s a more complete story that makes sense if anyone is interested:

It’s a great story, but you have the names wrong here: