Yeah, I gotta say, trains or planes are where the screentime rules in our family get thrown out the window. Want to watch 3 hours of Thomas? Knock yourself out, kid, as long as you're quiet. It's like 15 toys in one, and I'm not likely to forget it in my seat like the empty pez dispenser my son mysteriously fell in…

That is fucking shocking to me. I cannot BELIEVE he said that to you. Maybe it's because most of our family travel is within Canada, but I have never had anyone be less than helpful and amazing when I've been travelling with my son. My partner and I are both quite tall, so whoever gets stuck in a row of three with us…

I just ordered that version on DVD! Very excited. Sadly, Amazon Instant and US Netflix are things of which I can only dream (thanks, Canada) but I can totally order a DVD, just like everyone's Mom.

Thanks so much - it was a bit tricky to find, but I just ordered a copy. Canadian Amazon (I want this to be my new nickname) and Canadian Netflix don't want me to have nice things :-(

OK, theater lovelies - a theater noob needs your help. If I wanted to consume this in its original incarnation, what's the best bet if I live in a frozen wasteland that is unlikely to ever see a revival or touring production. Original cast recording, accompanied by reading Act summaries on Wikipedia? Poor quality…

"Not big enough to be YouTube celebrities"? Hamsters in Holiday Hats will tell you that this is a pack of lies! The limit does not exist.

This stated what I was trying to express much better than I did, above, thank you. I'm glad that Ruby is able to be out of Bellevue, and it seems that the judge, at least, was fair to her in his assessment. I truly hope that she gets some answers that are acceptable to her and that allow her to move on with her life.

This is heart-rending in every way. I can't get my head around how your body and mind can conspire to betray you so utterly. On some level, I think we can all identify with that feeling of knowing something absolutely in the absence of, or sometimes in contradiction of, any evidence. Like the way devout people believe…

So, how much do you think that plant-based vaccine platforms (like the one Medicago is developing, although I'm sure there are others) will or will not change the shittiness of future vaccines? Assuming that producing the vaccine in plants rather than eggs can apreciably shorten lead time, are the models good enough…

I guess, because it purports to be about the musical culture and story of each of these cities, and because Hole's rise to fame was so enmeshed with Nirvana's story and Grohl's rise to prominence. Just a guess. You can like, or not like, or feel conflicted about Courtney Love all you want, but she was undeniably the…

Replace Ashtanga with `the bathtub`and... samesies!

This weekend, we're taking our small person to get a Christmas tree. He's almost 2, and absurdly excited about everything. "Oooh, Mama, tree! Oooh, Mama, horsey! Oooh, Mama, snow!" Like, he has no idea how absurd and shitty (literally, sorry Erin) the world can be. He still craps his own pants, so the shit smell…

Validation! I use the chest strap because I have chronic AC joint separation and dislocate my shoulder as often as I change my oil.

My husband's Grandma is 1) old (obvs) and 2) French Canadian with a very thick accent - 2 ironclad excuses for "slips of the tongue". Tu peux croire que she gets away with so much shit, including solar-eclipse levels of shade. I LOVE it.

Just me, or is Michael Sheen starting to look more and more like Walking Dead-era Andrew Lincoln? Or, really, in that outfit, Rick Grimes?

Whoa, really? I *always* do up that sucker. When I'm hiking in a tank top, though, not so much when I'm arriving at fancy events. That's when I use that weird carrier strap to stick my clutch to my hand. Am I doing all of these things wrong?

Aaaand, now I can die happy. It makes me feel better that other people went dark with their Barbies too. I had one named Diane who drank and stared into the middle distance. My cousins thought it was super weird.

I really, really would like to read a series of short stories about Misery and her miserable adventures. Maybe she has a sidekick, a one eyed Pony named "Brutal."

Uuugh. The double standards, they burn my grits. I was a woman who had not given one single solitary minute of thought to my wedding until I got engaged, told people about it, and was immediately pressed for the answers to a million questions about the date, the dress, the venue, etc. Questions for which I had no…