This is fantastic. On a not particularly related note, one of my wife’s friends was incensed that the enormous student loans he took out to pursue a masters degree in theater had INCREASED in size, even though he’s spent the last ten years making absolute minimum payments (totally something on the order of one or two…

Nice evasion, but you can’t get away that easily: What IS the capital of Arizona?!

Hooray for geography wonks! I remember meeting a geography PhD candidate many years ago and falling back on my junior high experience in a flailing attempt at small talk. (“So, like capital cities and stuff?”)

And everyone was so concerned that SkyNet would be destroy us all; after some initial missteps, drone fleets are making the world a better place. Now all I need is for someone to task a few of these lil angels to deliver Ibuprofen.

Celebrities really ARE just like the rest of us!

Janis LeFebre for the next James Bond. Asked to describe skydiving for the first time, she says she found the cool air refreshing? There’s no badder ass than that. (Q: “How would you describe your shootout with terrorists while riding a jetski out of the back of a flying cargo plain and onto an alpine peak covered in…

They’d be more appealing if they were paired. I’d be interested in seeing Joe Walsh & Bad Company as the opening act for The Kidz Bop Kids.

Long time reader, first time commenter, and I just had to say that this piece is the best, longest, most artfully concealed buildup to a fart joke ever. I hope that your pitch for this story was “I have a killer set up for a fart joke, but I need you to send me to Vegas to see Celine Dion.” I laughed until I cried.