Your baby has fingernails!

Not to be a pain in the ass know-it-all, but this morning NPR reported that, while popular, 11/11 in China has nothing on our Black Friday binge. #Muricafuckyeah

And what is the deal with so many of these happening at the mall? Mall = boner kill, not true love.

I fundamentally do not understand the psychology of someone who proposes this publicly, especially without having discussed the engagement with their intended.

I love waterslides, LOVE THEM. When I left my last job, my co-workers gave me a gift card for the local waterslide resort (yes, there's such a thing). I'm single and all of my friends are single. I rallied 3 other adults to join me on my waterslidepalooza. On the positive side, it was AWESOME, indoor, and super…

HTBAG was a little redundant from HTBAW, but I felt that it was an opportunity for Moran to go deeper into the experiences she touched upon in the latter. Since it was fiction, I give her literary license with the language and tenses. What I really appreciated about HTBAG is that it spoke to the experiences of…

Damnit Jez, I've now got something in my eye.

Wow, I'm shocked, that's a pretty hot scene.

None of this is okay. Not one thing.

Finished it last night. I'm a pleasure reader (I'm in grad school right now and I plow through fiction as an escape), so I'm not hyper-critical in my reading, however I'd love to talk about it. Quick question, did you read How to be a Woman?

How to Build a Girl by Caitlyn Moran and the The Book of Life by Deborah Harkness.

God speed Brittany and peace to your family and friends.

I love past life stories. LOVE THEM. Dr. Brian Weiss has some fascinating books on them.

When I was a little girl, I would be unsuccessfully put down for naps on a regular basis (how foolish I was!) and would chatter alone in my room or the guest room of my grandparents house. One day my mother asked me who I was talking to and I raved on and on about my friend Naomi, the lady who came to talk and sing…

I had a friend in college who was the universal convert—-any whack ass thing that she came across she would enthusiastically embrace until it got boring (~ one month). She jumped on the blood type diet, without checking her blood type (natch). She was eating for "A" (meat-light to meat free) and was raving about…

I grew up middle class and we did this—we hauled our asses (at that time, by foot) to the nicest neighborhoods. The gettings were good on our street, but they were WAYYYYY better at the mansions a mile over (full candy bars ftw).

I was trick or treating well before "kids today" and we had the same strategy.

You've got my vote.

L. Ron Hubbard is apparently back and ready for action. No surprise on the dick thing though.

Miss. RBG should be a Min Pin.