I work for a corporation that enforces locking on phones with corporate data on them, and I thought that was how everyone in the world operated. But none of my friends have PINs or swipe patterns or even use the damn fingerprint reader. Blows. My. Mind.

In a lot of ways, the state still is. Citizens United has been a huge setback, as we had a good run for a while where campaign financing wasn’t funded so heavily by external sources, but overall it’s a very purple place.

Guess I missed the question part of this article.

My new roommate constantly talks about Kerrygold as if it’s actual gold.

That said, a lot of these myths are mission critical if you have GERD or a hiatal hernia. Eat too close to bedtime? Hope you like changing three times, cuz those night sweats are lots of fun. Eat three big meals instead of 6 small, spaced-out ones? Mmm, love the feeling of having a splintered broom handle shoved up…

The police’s actions speak louder than our words right now.

This title is like something from a dystopian version of The Onion.

I was going to say that three hours is hardly a road trip, but in that thing? Three hours must go on FOREVER.

What’s the preferred non-cow, non-almond, non-soy “milk-alike” beverage? I like cow milk but don’t like the additives, can’t drink soy milk due to the estrogens, and I’m trying to avoid almond milk now as well. My co-worker says pea milk is a good additive to his protein shakes (it’s got a neutral flavor and adds a…

I’m more shocked that affluent white people are actually being held without bail!

“I think both these guys should be forced to park their cars next to one another, each should be handed a screwdriver, a headlight bulb, and a six-pack, and they’re not allowed to leave until they both have working low-beams and are drunk enough to give each other a hug.”

I concur. This is what it’s like when Hollywood makes dumb action movies out of beloved nerd properties. Only somehow worse, because flipping Heathers is like...sociological destruction of the whole point.

Tiny Nissan pickup, stick shift, bench seat. Two parents and a kid. 10 hours, each way, in the winter, over mountain passes. It was cozy, but it was workable.

I had the discarded airbox for a 1999 Bonneville in my garage from the day I removed it until I moved, and I only got rid of it because I was running out of room in the U-Haul.

Just before this Olympics. It was a recent decision based on research that repeated sub-concussive blows (lots of piddly hits to the melon vs. one big KO bang) can be more damaging overall. Especially early in a career.

Keep it classy, Bobby.

It’s a mini-loaf of bread cooked in a cylinder. The soft, chewy center is scooped out (and packaged and sold with sauce as Bread Guts, which are awesome), then sandwich ingredients are stuffed into the bread tube. They call it a Clubfoot.

The BEST.

I...can’t. Just can’t. If that happened to my cat...nope. Can’t even think about it or I’ll lose my shit.

Wait, this is a thing people will watch?