Love Kelly Link, and I really need to get her new book. Great interview!

All I was thinking when reading this was "Jesus seriously needs to start flipping tables up in here."

I don't know, I distinctly remember learning about that very important bee quote in American History. I think you're on to something, my friend.

Not closing the bathroom door when I'm on the toilet. Fuck it, no one's in the apartment but me and I can hear the TV better that way.

I shout at video games too, although I'll do it with anyone around because IDGAF. My boyfriend is quite used to this. Last night, I was playing Assassins Creed II and every time an NPC made a comment about me scaling buildings I would yell things like "YOUR MOM DOES/IS -insert whatever they said-!" or "FUCK YOU! I DO…

Oh man, when my pet rat Bart was alive I would do this all the time.

But only if she tries to carve her initials into it with the sharpened end of an interspace tøøthbrush.

Yeah, they don't allow flash. The guards are pretty good about stopping it for the most part but sometimes it slips by.

I used to work for the Met in their Visitor Services dept, and we had super strict rules for tripod use (only allowed Tuesday-Friday, and you had to get a permission slip from the Info desk that needed to be taped to the tripod). This was also the case for any handheld camera extender (so I doubt they've ever allowed…

Oh, it's totally an old man drink. My dad drinks them because my grandfather did (and I drink them because of dad/grandpa). I almost always order them in whiskey bars. There's this one bar Whiskey Ward, located on the Lower East Side in NYC, that makes a super delicious Manhattan with rye whiskey. They also have the…

Aww, thanks! I really think so too!

My bartender friends have a lot of similar stories. A guy once came up to my buddy and ordered a rum and coke and a vodka cranberry. My friend makes the drinks and gives them to the guy, the guy looks annoyed and asks "Well, which one is which?" Um. The vodka cranberry may be the BRIGHT PINK ONE.

Those are the interactions where you think "I just can't explain this in a way that doesn't make you feel stupid."

Absolutely true, which is why he let it go.

Eh, maybe. He's never had that happen to him before. He didn't make a big deal out of it, he just thought it was funny.

This one is actually my dad's story. So, my dad likes to drink Manhattans occasionally. My dad also sometimes likes to have a Perfect Manhattan, a standard variation on a Manhattan with equal parts dry and sweet vermouth rather than just sweet. It's not an unusual request.

Seriously, no one in the focus group thought these looked like balls? NO ONE?!

YOU TOO?!

I feel like Ridley Scott would be proud of this.

One time when I was playing with the dolls that my grandmother would buy me in an attempt to make me a girly girl, I stripped the clothes off all of them except for one. I then arranged all of the naked dolls in a circle around the clothed doll, with their legs bent back and their arms up, clearly worshipping her. My…