As long as he gets divorced first, you will feel warm and fuzzy inside... I hear from my... friend.

Is it just me, or have there been a ton more Alford pleas in the news of late? I had always understood it to be fairly obscure, rarely invoked curiosity.

Indeed. I found out later that she was also a competitive body builder. What she was doing with Principal Weaksauce I'll never know.

... by which time you will already be a fine pink mist, floating gently down on the twisted remains of your AR-15. Or whatever.

I too was nearly denied my diploma at my HS graduation based on my choice of attire - a fairly innocuous black tunic (mean to be an LBD on someone who isn’t 5’10,”) over cigarette pants, and a towering pair of black pumps. Our assistant principal, a bit of a Napoleon type who I hadn’t interacted with much, tried to…

I am a language pioneer. Or someone who can’t spell for shit. Who can really tell?

Yep - just saw the update (all of my posts were on the un-updated original). Good to know that someone out there is so dedicated to their racist trolling that they took enough time to lift images and logos and mock up something official looking. I hate it when people just phone in their race-baiting garbage.

Yeah, I’m aware that racists have computers, and that some of them even work for property management companies... contrary to my youthful verve, I wasn’t actually born yesterday. But in general (or at least when I worked at a housing management firm) you need about three signatures to post anything that uses the…

I sort of feel the same way about it as I do about friends who have “opted out” (hate that phrase) to be at home with their kids. It ain’t me - I’m glad every day that I can work like a beast and be a mom - but you do you, girl. Just don’t ask me to “Like” your three separate facebook pages for your loot bag, gift…

What the actual fuck? It blows my mind that this stayed up long enough to be instagrammed and flimed. And look at the formatting! Like, this is an official letter from the apartment management, which appears to be an actual company and not just a single sad racist in his super’s suite writing this shit in Sharpie…

I have to say, too, of all the ways that Hollywood actresses dial back their careers in support of more famous husbands, I totally respect the way Garner does it. She takes small roles in romcom dreck, and occasional good roles in smaller but worthy projects, but most importantly she doesn’t have a lifestyle website…

I liked John Wick a lot, but later came to realize I liked it better when it starred Clive Owen and was called "Shoot 'Em Up."

Also, all the Inception-esque “Bwaaaaaahs!” that permeate soundtracks to let you know you’re watching “an action movie, but one you should take very seriously.” It’s become equivalent to the shrieking violins in Scarface for its hijackability in lesser films... Bwaaaaah!

Even in jobs where they “can” test you up here, it seems pretty unusual that they actually would. I worked for awhile in childcare and personal support for kids with special needs and their families, and there was a very clear section of our contract on drug testing (makes sense that they would have an imperative to…

In oil and gas, I would bet they’re looking a lot harder for oxy and coke than for weed. My father in law does quite a bit of work in Fort Mac, and says that off hours look like outtakes from Scarface. Hopefully you’ll get a chance to find out for yourself soon! And, uh... keep your nose clean, I guess.like outtakes…

Get it, girl.

We considered this too! (At my Mom’s urging, of course). It soon became clear that the narrow aisle at our 100 year-old church would not accommodate two 6.5 foot father figures (my Mom has a type) with me squashed in between them. It was an ironic reversal of the way I’ve felt pulled between my two families for my…

Yeah, as someone who looked a bit like the Gruffalo post-birth (but with insane, milk-engorged porn star boobs, it must be said) I don’t begrudge this lady her hotness, or think it’s necessarily an indictment of my slobbishness. Anybody who tries to make it into that indictment would probably have carried on being an…

I think there’s a bit of overlap on the Mom’s end, too. Possibly TMI, I never know anymore, but... my first kid had a crappy time learning to breastfeed, his latch was all over the place and there was often a lot of nipping and/or mouthing of the nipple before he finally got on there properly. I remember distinctly…

I have to assume that, like me, she spends her breastfeeding time mentally making a grocery list. Or trying to remember the last time her baby pooped, and whether he's about to do it all over her. Impossibly gorgeous Australian models! They’re just like us!