Yeah, I can't listen to very much of it. I was down there, but not on Boylston. My brother was running and had just turned onto Boylston and gotten to about Gloucester when the second bomb went off ahead of him. He was fine, but it was a hairy hour before we met up with him. I'm grateful to have come no closer…

Try stepping on what you think is a cold hairball, only to discover, when you put the lights on, that it is in fact a mouse head. Just the head.

You are an inspiration.

Let's assume he hitch-hiked down. Otherwise, an 18-pack of Bud is pretty unconventional for trekking supplies.

because the other guy just wandered off into the woods with an 18 pack of Bud and a letter saying he quit in his cabin.

The great irony is that in this context, it should be "palate". (A palette is what artists use to put paint on.)

The thing is, I have also had non-itchy luck with alpaca. So maybe you could find a talented knitter, and then supply your own yarn? I think you can get it in the super-chunky style necessary for a good fisherman's sweater.

Yeah. I am at the age where I walk around Boston looking like I am geared up for the Yukon, and I don't even care. I'M WARM.

This. I am a "wool is horribly itchy to me" person, but I can wear Smartwool!

I'm still not over those two losses. HTTYD's score is AMAZING. And don't get me wrong, Toy Story 3 was very good. But at that point, nobody can have been surprised by Pixar's achievement. Whereas, HTTYD represented an enormous achievement for Dreamworks, which had not really put out a film with that much depth and…

With the wooden houses and hotels? I believe I have our family's set, because no one else wanted it. And similarly no one who ever wants to play it. *sadface*

(Side note: did you have Bob the Chef do the catering? Or another place?)

This was pretty much my thought.

This made me realize how long it has been since I have seen any brand of root beer advertised on TV. When did that stop being a thing? God, the A&W jingle is still stuck in my head, apparently from the 70s...

Same. Consistently low blood pressure. And I don't have a sweet-tooth, I have a salt-tooth.

I'd star you again if I could, for remembering that the specific term is "mons pubis", and "vulva" is really too broad.

I get the "the Pats didn't win it, the Seahawks lost it" viewpoint, but — don't forget, the Pats came back from 10 down in the 4th quarter, which had never happened before in SB history. They did that by making a couple of pretty incredible drives against a very good defense.

I don't think there's any Pats fan who will forget this play. It's of a piece with the whole ending of the game. The heart-attacks that came from this catch, the leaden sinking feeling of "NOT AGAIN???", the surety that the Seahawks would HAVE to be able to score from that position — all of those lows feed into the…

Pretty sure she's watching the jumbotron.

Nope, I'll remember it. Because of my near heart-attack.