Those are the folks from the 8 o’clock ‘suhvice.’ (In my Steve Harvey voice.)

That’s exactly the thing right? Assuming someone planned well outside of social security I say take the money early while you are more likely to have the ability to get out and enjoy it. 

I LOVE BREAKFAST FOR DINNER.

From research Ive come across in some of my neuroscience classes, there is data to support that you lose an hour of sleep for every five years after 60 (or something similar to that.) As in, if in your 20's and 30's you slept 9 hours regularly, at 65 you will only need 8 hours, and at 70 youll only need 7.

Oddly, this was the case for me even in my younger days. 8 hrs, or even attempting to fall back asleep, which might net me 8hrs, still left me, and still leaves me feeling pretty lethargic.

I like you.  I like you a lot.  (Thanks for the tip!!)

I find, at age 66, I need less sleep than I did when I was younger. Six hours feels optimal to me; anywhere between 5 and 7 hours I’m OK. With fewer than 5 hours I’ll still be OK and generally make up the sleep deficit the next nite. More than 7 hours and I’ll be dragging my ass all day.

Oh hello

Agreed. That was perhaps the worst (most boring) teaser ever. Yes, I know what they were going for, but it didn’t work.

The notorious RBG has declared it so.

Could always be worse.

So, uh, what’d you think? Does the show still work this far removed from 9/11?

First color broadcast I saw was The Rose Parade in the early 60s. Guy Williams paraded as Zorro that year.

I love a soft boiled egg over a poached. I finally found a fool proof method about a year ago, and it’s worked for me 100%. Doesn’t matter how many eggs I’m doing, they turn out perfect. See video below. I chill mine in a cold water bath for the 30 sec., instead of the running water she does. Also I leave my shell on,…

This! I’ve never quite been able to figure out a poached egg. But, soft boiled is pretty much the same and super easy.

Her failure is like a gift from Black Santa.

I do it when I’m watching a movie. Last time I did it, I rolled up over $200 in change while watching “Wakefield.” Honestly, it’s not that big a deal.

Yeah, my dad (who would have been old enough to be your grandpa) grew up on a farm where they made their own soap, then later memorized Julia Child’s cookbooks. He didn’t eat that shit (although stale cornbread in buttermilk was not beyond him).

I think that might be a different Shannon Hale. I don’t know why. It’s just a hunch.

This is a simple but great idea.