My general rule for life: Don't mess with your eyeballs. You only get the one pair.

Crafty bugger!

I mean...maybe? Personally I like sriracha because it's not smokey or barbecue-y, which a lot of other hot sauces are. Sometimes I use sambal oelek, too. But if I do this in the privacy of my own home, where no one can see me to be impressed, am I still a terrible poser???

Sriracha is one of the last things on this earth I would call exotic. They have it at Subway.

Ha! My husband pours Tabasco on everything, but I don't think he's doing it to impress me because I hate the smell and move away from him when he dumps it on his food.

mmm sloth makeout sesh

Ha! I specifically put Aloha stamps on my save-the-dates because I thought they were hilarious, and the wedding-themed stamps are so overwrought. ("Forever love" on a bed of roses? Ugh, no.)

I wore Chuck Taylors in my wedding color that I found on the clearance rack at DSW. Best decision ever - I was comfortable, danced all night, and didn't sink into the grass during outdoor photos! No one could see my shoes under my dress anyways, so I went for all-out comfort.

I laughed out loud and then felt guilty. Does this mean I have more of a conscience than Mrs. Kelsey, M.A.?

That is BONKERS. First of all, so badly written, with really weird phrasing. Second of all, it mentions her 3 times in the first 3 sentences, and the 4th sentence is literally ALL ABOUT HER. It's not until the 5th sentence (2nd paragraph) that you actually learn anything about him.

This is such a dumb article, I'm going to focus instead on how much it would make me giggle if a senator named Whitehouse ran for president.

Please stop saying that Val Kilmer was treated for a throat tumor. He wasn't treated for a throat tumor.

Too late to edit my previous comment. This is Gawker's headline:

Yeah, I understand there are character limits in the headlines, but BOTH the parents were shot - and, as you said, the father was probably injured much more severely - so it's strange to omit the father from the headline entirely in favor of alerting us to the presence of a fetus. (Also smacks of the classic "women's…

That is the only way I was able to convince myself to do it! I was so anxious, thinking that I needed to be 100% certain it would last forever before I could agree to get married, and then eventually I realized that I was being ridiculous. There are no guarantees in life, all you can do is take the plunge, do your…

Not much changed for me, except that it added a sense of stability, and the official-ness of marriage seemed more important once we started making long-term plans together.

idk how to use Photoshop :(

That article is a thing of beauty. I spit coffee at this:

Mitt 'Mittsdemeanor' Romney