Hi, Stassa, and welcome! 1.) I always think your byline says "Stassi," and then I think the chick from "Vanderpump Rules" is writing and I get excited, 2.) Can you please remember to bold the names in DB? It makes it easy to identify. Thanks!

Hmm...maybe you're having a hard time finding examples of healthy, well-balanced incestuous relationships because they don't exist? Or if on the rare chance they do exist, they have the good sense to keep that particular family skeleton in the goddamn closet?

If this is happening, mine are ~$1100 a month, but I'll allow DriveBear to get the first check.

I'm waiting until she releases her "$30K" album before hitting her up for student loan payoffs.

What am I doing with the rest of my life? Well, my much-longed-and-planned-for child was born two weeks ago via surrogate. This has been a long and heartbreaking road, but it ended here...I am typing with a baby sleeping on my shoulder. I am a mom, the Mr is a dad, and we are a family with a person-baby in addition to…

So, like I said on my FB recently: my 2014 was pretty damn good. I'm even more excited about 2015. I'm incredibly fortunate to have an amazing wife who helps me make all the right choices at Dragon Age, to be healthy enough that I'm going to be fighting in another full-contact tournament in January, and to be…

I am proud. I've now made it through both Thanksgiving and Christmas without texting my ex. Five more days and I'm through the holidays and in the clear.

Oh Tommy. A very, very ancient Gawker Media law forbids commenters from asking questions like "who???" in comments because, as you so clearly know, if you're able to drop a comment into a post you are probably able to use this newfangled contraption known as Google. In the olden times, asking "WHO???" like a moron…

As the owner of one preteen daughter (11) and two soon-to-be preteen daughters...all I can say is we, who are about to die, salute you.

There's a special place in hell for the first cretin corporate asstard who dreamed up the idea of stores (department and other) opening on Thanksgiving day. And every moment of every day for the rest of his time in hell, he will relive the horror of being in retail on a black Friday, plus end each day by being…

This isn't a horror story as much as it's a story about family craziness. My dad's family is kind of big. He's one of 6 kids, 5 boys. All of my uncles and my dad...well, they're whores. Like...seriously. They are a group of good-looking black men with former military service, good jobs and cool personalities and that…

I'm drinking red wine and eating soy chorizo tacos (my thanksgiving salmon didn't defrost properly) while marathoning Harry Potter (I'm on 4!) and watching videos of Beyoncé dancing on YouTube alone in my apartment. So basically this is the best Thanksgiving ever?

That wasn't a criticism about her body. Hayden Panettiere is genuinely tiny.

There are two things to remember about this tragedy: