We used to have those in my parents' basement. They're not dangerous and they will hunt down and kill other bugs, but they are scary as hell. I remember the first time I brought my wife (then girlfriend) home to meet the parents and she found one. She hates bugs.

This is a huge pet peeve of mine. The way I resolve it is after asking the manager if there is a different restroom with a changing station and being told "No," I just do it on the table in front of the whole restaurant. It gets the point across.

This is the worst for me. I have no problem with discipline, but it kills me when I have to punish a behavior that is really my fault.

If she really is gifted, maybe she is just bored as hell at school? That's how I was and the only thing that saved my butt was a good gifted program at school. I'd look into it.

Which is why you also need a dog . . .

Wow. Has no one ever heard of sugar rockets?

That 5TB drive scares me. I work in data recovery and the failure rates of their 3TB and 4TB are already abysmal. If you decide to get one, make sure you buy 2 and back it up.

This sounds gross, but I wonder how effective oil pulling is compared to just swishing spit around? Look at all the dental problems people with dry mouth end up with. Just having all your tooth surfaces come into contact with the chemicals is saliva is beneficial all by itself.

I'm not sure that that would help, but more I work with the general public, the more attractive eugenics becomes.

In my state it's actually the law that if the one restroom has a changing area, both have to. It is rarely enforced though so I run into that problem a lot. I've been known to protest this by changing my kid on the table after we eat or in a similarly awkward place. It's been successful about 2/3's of the time.

I feel like that video needs a NSFW warning. Turn your speakers down before clicking "play."

The only part I can agree with is them apologizing for not "manning up." After that the logic gets twisted. I could get behind them if the dialogue was more like:

Damn, now I feel like a wuss for passing out after my mandolin injury.

You guys need to get your eyes checked. My wife used to walk into walls, trip on furniture, etc constantly. She has decent vision so never goes to they eye doctor. I finally made her go, and it turns out she is +.5 in one eye and -.5 in the other. She can see fine, but has no depth perception whatsoever.

In our case, it's because I insist on tucking in blankets on my side, but my wife refuses to on her side. Naturally, the blanket can't move towards her, so it migrates towards me until enough of it is hanging off the bed that we completely lose the blanket. I don't feel bad at all, because if she would just tuck in…

I've seen this happen a few times too and it's really sad for both parties.

This must be why the head waiter at my favorite Italian place loves me so much. By the time I'm done the plate is clean enough to bypass the dishwasher.

Some poor old lady got lye in her sweet tea here a few months ago. That restaurant is still open for some reason.

I live half a planet away from my in-laws and there is not a thing I would change about that.

We're at 24 weeks right now and stuff like this scares the crap out of me.