Hmm. Sounds like it would make a good show to put on while getting ready in the morning.

I sent Mr. Fishnets out to the supermarket when I first moved into the neighborhood and told him to go buy bread. I told him to check to make sure the bread didn't have HFCS in it. His mind was blown when he was checking the bread and found out just how many brands use it.

This is really the only appropriate response to anything Donald Sterling does.

I had a lot of stuffed animals as a kid, and I remember a few times I piled them up in a corner of my room that pretty much was surrounded on four sides by furniture and flopped around in them like it was a ball pit. Life well lived.

That is adorable.

If you feel comfortable doing it then go for it. I'm sure there are women out there who will benefit from your story.

When will the madness stop?

....I really want fried pickles now.

If anyone judges you on this, you click that little x in the corner of their post and dismiss it. You shouldn't have to deal with any judgement for sharing such a sensitive and personal story.

I love how they hide all the information desk and all the admissions desks by putting some sculpture thing over them. "Shh. This is not the functioning museum you're looking for."

Last year she tried to climb up the Temple of Dendur, so she's got a habit of begging for attention at the Met Gala.

Especially considering she's a single parent. I feel like that's an extra reason to go looking for her.

Kids reacting to things is my favorite thing ever because their reactions are so damn honest. It's the same reason I love kids in museums, most of them have no real understanding of the art world/art movements/etc. and so their reactions are great. Plus, sometimes they say the best thing.

I think I've told this story…

This does not surprise me in the least.

I love the Met Ball! You know why? I get the day off. All staff besides the security staff GTFO. Good times.

Psht. My fellow Spaniards and I scoff at your silly flan-hating ways.

At the comic shop I work at, this junkie once grabbed a handful of comics from the discount silver age bin (books worth between 5-20 dollars, usually) and shoved them down the front of his pants. Directly in front of the manager.

Ronald McDonald hiding things in the meat freezer? Sounds like Showtime should put McDexter into production!

I'm now imagining someone attempting to flush a bunch of 2 by 4's. Thank you for the laughs.