I'd say anything with a Spanish "J" because even when you spell it people just stare at you like you're crazy.

It's weird that I know all about the SSA list and yet have no idea what my county's equivalent is (although I hope Madison and Kaylee aren't on it). I must investigate this as a matter of urgency.

My own personal (real!) Diane yesterday/the day before was the woman who kept going on and on about how her seat wasn't good enough, and that she paid $4,000 for it… I can't imagine anyone felt any sympathy for someone silly enough to overpay so drastically for an economy seat!

Exactly. There are so many things worth getting uppity about in the world… but this one would never, ever occur to me.

Blimey, I never thought about that. God, I love blackboards. My friend has an entire blackboard wall in her kitchen; I'm envious.

I throw things sometimes when I'm alone; my relationship with myself is clearly immature.

I read it that way, too.

It could be new and unused, perhaps?

This is the first dick story I've seen recently! But handily it summarised all the dicks I missed. Hurrah.

Yep! He can totally be in my British-people-in-Los-Angeles gang.

(I should add that I am currently IN AMERICA ABOUT TO DO THANKSGIVING! And my American in-laws are actually Mexican-American and maybe that makes it different, but it is always BRILLIANT!)

My British-person take on Thanksgiving is that it's Christmas without presents, timed perfectly so that whatever issues come up that day can fester for three weeks and then resurface at Christmas proper.

My husband's sister totally said "TAKE YOUR BABY BACK!!!" to their mum!

THANK YOU.

They are both SO GREAT. They make me really happy.

What does it mean when your dad says it? I only know it to mean "dick" (or, you know, an actual door knob).

"Do you even bow-hunt? Do you understand the physics of a compound bow?" is going to be my new best thing to say in every argument, ever. Thank you for inspiring it.

I'm pretty sure that if I were on the programme long enough, I would develop an entirely unhealthy reliance on my teacher and at the point of getting kicked off or winning would just dissolve into hysterical tears and the poor bloke would have to hold me up.

I just can't accept it as singular… I always recast to avoid it because you're right, "he/she" is wretched. (Luckily, no one in my department would stand for "he/she", although they're less determined to rid the world of the singular "they" than I am; generally they recast, too, so I'm not entirely alone — I'm just by…

Oh God — I would be a MESS. I wouldn't have said anything! Full credit to her for actually saying something really great… the problem was just that I read it repeatedly before seeing it and so was entirely desensitized, somehow. (I cry *every week* on Strictly when people leave, even when I didn't like them, and the…