It looks like that’s been misreported--someone else has commented with the link. She’s severely disabled, not vegetative.

On my first read I thought Chiitan I was the person holding Chiitan I, and that she was holding some bread for some reason.

This collection is delightful.

No, noodle hat is still employed. Real life, aquatic mammal was fired because turtle hat was a mob enforcer gaining clicks based off the aquatic mammal’s fame.

I had a very vivid dream that I bought this exact car the other day. It was bright Barbie pink (sue me, I’m that kind of girl) and unbelievably cheap...the catch was that the previous owner had put in cloth seats. They were a blue plaid. With orange pinstripes.

Boring answer but: my 2015 Prius is reliable, has oodles and oodles of room, and comes in a dashing seafoam color. It also has incredible visibility, if teaching the kid to drive is something that’s going to be a concern.

Yes, this exactly. When I was in college, the president of our LGBT club was a gay man who did not believe in gay marriage. In the context of our school, it was almost understandable—for various reasons, we attracted the gay children of upper-class white conservatives, and a lot of them had interesting views. But it…

She does. She gave $400k back, and she still owes them about $125k. Apparently the publisher has decided not to take her to court just yet. There’s a section on it on her Wikipedia page: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caroline_Calloway 

I loved learning that she got a MASSIVE book deal with a big ol’ advance, and just...decided writing the book was too hard, and that she didn’t want to write a book about relationships (which is...the exact kind of book she pitched and sold), and that it was awful that society needs to equate art to financial gain???

I’m going to put this here just because it satisfies a very similar trainwreck itch: http://nymag.com/intelligencer/2019/01/caroline-calloway-instagram-seminars-cancelled.html

My favorite part is the (probably literal) tons of mason jars she had delivered to her home, under the misguided notion that 1200 mason jars is…

Jason’s pick is in my town and now I’m actively disappointed that I’ve never seen it driving around.

YES.

Florida is home to the skunk ape, who is literally just a stinky Bigfoot. (Makes sense to me—You’d smell bad too if you were covered in fur AND lived in a swamp.) My ancestral hometown, Key West, is littered with supernatural stories—almost everyone has one, Robert the Doll probably being one of the most famous and…

I live in Florida. Starting to think I should just pitch articles to Jezebel about my daily life, because the herpes monkeys are well-known here and I did not even think of them as more than a local interest piece. Our giant playplace of uber-conservative, STI-riddled old people--AKA The Villages--is way more…

Preface: I work at a public library. In order to keep my reference skills up to snuff, I will occasionally go down internet rabbit holes, because it makes me feel good to find stuff!

Pro-tip for those who don’t know any small children—there’s a Girl Scout cookie app that you can use to find out when and where there will be Scouts selling cookies. It’s a little fiddly, but it does take the guesswork out of trying to find out which weekend they’ll be at which supermarket.

Library employee here--many libraries also have, or would like to start having, LEGO-based programming. Mine has a weekly LEGO club for kids. So I’d check with your local library, because they may also be in the market for mixed bins of LEGOs.

Real talk: I’m a devoted Jezebel reader who ended up reading Jalopnik articles this year mostly by accident. I didn’t even know that driving could be enjoyable until midway through this year, so you can imagine that I’m a bit of a car newbie. Nonetheless, over the course of this year, Jalopnik has become one of my…

This is so accurate it hurts! I’m going to save this whole article forever and ever because our situations and desires are basically identical. The only product we currently have in common is Not Your Mother’s spray. Has anyone else tried the “soft” spray?? I thought I would love it but the banana smell is SO. BAD.

This sounds incredible and is making me yearn to go to a weird tourist trap sometime soon. (We do not have Christmas tourist traps, because this is Florida, so I’ll probably go to Weeki Wachee. Or maybe just a zoo or something.)