In university, me and my roommates set up an Easter egg hunt for our sweeties. Adults or not, it was a blast!

Whenever someone forces me to eat sushi (look, it’s perfectly okay, but...), I inevitably leave the meal feeling glad that there was at least pickled ginger and wasabi to keep my tongue happy.

I’d rather read/watch Claire talking about ranch on spaghetti — which was a horrible, horrible idea — than read your wall of pointless shit-talking.

Dang, that’s a lot of white people.

It was kind of a shock, as a kid, to finally taste the famed American Hershey chocolate bar and discover it didn’t taste like chocolate.

I’m in favour of letting kids have a sip, but also explaining to them that alcohol is a mild poison, and they’re smaller than an adult, so it needs to be a small drink in order to protect their health.

For anyone who has Too Much Mint (which is everyone who has mint planted, eventually), Moroccan tea a la mente is another good way to use it up.

My sister makes soap, and she had a lovely buttermilk soap she had to stop making for herself.

FYI for all the commenters: You know how the doctor can’t tell you, at the first ultrasound during a pregnancy, whether your baby will be a boy or a girl? That’s because kiddo hasn’t grown any genitals yet.

I worked with a vegetarian triathlete, and that woman was ALWAYS eating. I don’t think she could go three hours without a meal.

Aaand I’m replying to something five years old. Dammit, Lifehacker!

Well, sunshine is a natural disinfectant (it’s the UV, I assume, although I’d also have expected the glass would cut out the majority of that), so it makes sense it would help get rid of the wee micro-beasties that causes odours.

Since we’re talking about cleaning stuff with it, hydrogen peroxide is the best way to get skunk spray off your poor, overly-enthused dog. You can google for the exact recipe.

The murder-hornets are supposed to be tasty to eat too.

I know someone who got on one of those cook-off shows, and based on what they said about the amount of time the food sits out being filmed carefully for maximum photogenic appeal, I’d start to have food safety concerns, i.e. how many takes have we done now? How long were those plates being artfully arranged before we…

There was a news story recently about some dreadful lady who would stop and take a dump in other people’s bushes while on her morning run.

Ah. It’s a wee slough.

It very much reminds me of writer Jonathan Safran Foer leaving his wife because he thought he had a shot with (also married) actress Natalie Portman because she really liked one of his books.

There’s this toxic idea in society that unless a person is a superstar, they’re a failure. Anyone looking at the situation can see the Olsen twins wanted the hell out of the spotlight as soon as they were adults. Not being famous is probably a massive relief to them. I suspect they’re happy for sister and even happier…

It would be incredibly salty. I suspect the rinsing is important.