I actually had excellent Italian food in London about a month ago, near Russell Square. Guess it depends on where you go.

My mom is from Portland, OR and she pronounces "wash" as "warsh." It's her one true pronunciation tick and it drives me up a wall. (I'm not blameless here, even though I was raised in the Northeast, most of my accent peculiarities come from my Southern dad)

I was about to say the same exact thing! Great minds.

Funny enough, the only 2-piece I had as a kid was a gift. My mom was otherwise against them, but yielded when someone gave me one as a b-day present. In retrospect I think it was a weird gift, but I loved it at the time. I was also about 8, not 1.

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I saw her on the street in Chicago a few years ago, I first though that it was an old woman (she had her hair died grey at the time). It took a second for me to process that not only was it a young girl, but it was Tavi. She is tiny, tiny.

Ha! I said that same thing, even factoring in that Adam Scott is also married with kids, and presumably happily so. (And also belongs with me, but that is another issue)

Wilson Phillips is replaced by The Proclaimers and in both instances the musical choices made me insanely happy. This movie was clearly written for someone who is in her early 30s right now and while on the surface I'm not like the women depicted, because of the age similarity I related to it instantly.

My actual verbal response when I finished reading ASoS: It is on like Donkey Kong! I'm still waiting for the full payoff, but I have faith.

The NY Times Style section currently has up an article on the shoes flight attendants wear. Some of the recommendations showed promise for not being completely ugly.

Guilty. Archaeology major right here. I had a postcard at my desk that said "you too can be Indiana Jones." It lied. The closest I got was using my knife to cut bamboo to make cleaning tools (bamboo is soft and gets dirt out of artifacts gently). Little did I know that it was I who belonged in a museum.

Nancy Snyderman, not Linda. #corrections.

It was not easy. Just one of the many problems with that restaurant (the first being that if are you are trying to serve Southern comfort food than you better have some great mac and cheese, they did not).

There used to be a restaurant called "Jezebel" in the theater district. As I recall they had porch swings at some of the tables instead of benches. It didn't last very long.

That painting of Liszt is used on the cover of my copy of "The Picture of Dorian Grey." You can see why. He was a dish.

Thank for sharing this gif! Although I feel bad for Hemsworth since Evans gets to cheat, the shield is CG.

And this one goes out to so, so many people (but not to any of you, of course).

Basically my attitude towards this week can only be summed up in gifs from this scene. Do Not Want To Deal.

Is it bad that in this whole Akin debacle I keep thinking "But, Olivia," as if the backstory of a fictional character completely refutes all of his argument.

A recent United flight to London was so delayed that we didn't leave Newark until 2am. As annoying as that was, I was lucky enough to have a row to myself and because of the late hour, and the ability to steal all the pillows from my row, I slept the entire flight. It was therefore the best single flight of my life.