That was weird and creepy and I wish I had never seen it.

That Hannity excerpt is glorious.

Whereas men are always super-deep? Anyone who implies this seriously must not know many men.

True story, I have a very close girl friend who is a whip-smart publishing professional with lots of interesting opinions and an awesome sense of humor. She and I have been part of a diverse group of awesome male and female friends for years. A few years ago, she invited me to her wedding shower, which was a mixed bag…

I am seriously in the wrong career path. If someone had told me, when I was in school, that I could grow up to charge people exorbitant prices to wave my hands around and recite some culturally appropriated bullshit for a living, I wouldn't have bothered with college.

Why does getting a divorce = imperfection?

"Movie cancer" is absolutely right. The truth matters in that people with cancer often feel like they have to act, feel, and fight (or not fight) in certain ways, based on the idealized popular narrative of cancer. When someone dies from cancer, it's tragic, of course it's tragic, but rarely in such a photogenic sort…

I'm not psychic, and neither are employers. The test of service — in any job, ever — is not WHY are you doing your job, but ARE YOU DOING IT.

Missed some good ones from 2009

I hate the whole, let me wear a fat suit bullshit. For one, the suits they pick are usually grotesque looking. Additionally, yeah, I think anyone is going to feel out of breath and restricted in a rubber suit. That's not how being fat feels, esp. if you know, actually excercise and are used to your own weight (and…

Ahahaha... that's life!

Push ups are only dishonest if you think everyone has a right to know your bust size.

Now I need to add Cosmonaut's day to my annual obscure holidays to celebrate.

I'd already been doing white day, because we have a friend who is Japanese who did the exchange with my son (now aged 5). So cute. So, we did white day with her, and now it's *his thing* to do this. Luckily, I do make my own chocolates (so…

He looks just like the actor who plays Charlie on "Girls."

All of that seems like really, really good advice.

But I have a more, um, rudimentary question:

The mattress — Do I sleep on top of it? Or does it sleep on top of me?

Thanks in advance.

BEEN THERE, DONE THAT (though not as beautifully). When we were bored in the dorms as freshmen, my roommate and I recreated the Mad Men sequence using cats. It's not quite as impressive as this, but we did complete in less than an hour on a budget of $0. I just uploaded it to YouTube so I can share it with you because…

Or my co-workers, jesus christ.

It's pretty obvious that this insecurity exists independent of women's opinions (since it exists in a space that literally has no women in it) so I don't know what good saying "it's fine, women don't care" is really going to do.