Two things, one, these are the best celebrity cheerleader pictures since Dakota Fanning. I want these kids to have something normal and relateable, and since I was a high school cheerleader, I guess I relate. Secondly, why is no one asking out Selena Gomez?!?!? Have they not seen her adorable face? Is there no hope or…

I love Daryl, like I mean I LOVE Daryl. It is worrying, but I live in a place where redneck guys are actually a thing, and are kind of the thing, even the ones wearing fancy clothes probably kill a lot of small animals and a decent number of large ones. So, I'm trying to turn of my brain about that particular worry so…

Oh! Yours is better, I just sort of look like I'm creeping in, smiling like a jackass, which is pretty much exactly what I would be doing should this unicorn of a situation ever arise.

You inspired me, and I had a few, rare moments just for me.

30 was fine, 30 was no big deal, for some reason, I'm dreading 32. Like if I don't have some more shit figured out by December, I think I may fall down into a shame hole so deep, it'll be difficult to crawl back out. Maybe because when I was 30, I had a job I loved and lived in a place I loved with people I loved.…

I can't give anything away, but I'll be super-excited to get my copy of Frame Building News next month!*

If I ever have downtime again, I may have to design a family crest. Our words will be "Sequins and Booze".

I'd go with Brendan Fraser of "School Ties" fame, as that's when my little 7th grade heart fell in love with her very first ginger. Also, pollyannacowgirl is totally right about his expenses.

Ours is "Some sequins could fix that." You can also replace "sequins" with "glitter", "hot glue" or "make-up". My family is pretty drag-queeny, minus any actual drag queens.

So, when Liam Gallagher ends up hanging himself from a door knob with his belt in prison, we'll all know what really happened, right, Strang?

Great, so I'll be really old when I die alone. I hope my cat likes tough meat.

Everyone and Ewan McGregor in Young Adam. While I congratulated Mrs. McGregor aloud when watching it for her luck with that penis being attached to that man, Young Adam's tagline should have been "See everyone's junk, get depressed anyway!"

Michael Rooker or Tom Towels in "Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer" I don't remember which exactly, but it was the first wang my friends and I had ever seen on film. There was much pausing and rewinding for the exact right moment at that sleepover party.

It's amazes me every time I think about how wee Kristen Bell must really be. Max Greenfield looked huge compared to her on VMars, but on Greek and New Girl he looks pocket-sized, which means KB must be an actual Keebler Elf.

I consider good photoshop work a kind of art, because it's not all good, and it can be difficult to master. Especially when Adobe keeps changing the g-d rules every time they release new software! Thanks for CS6, guys! That wasn't a mindfuck at all. But I digress, you'd be amazed how many intelligent, thoughtful…

I feel like Leo is essentially a real-life, super-rich Wooderson from Dazed and Confused. He keeps getting older, but his girlfriends stay the same age.

Oh no! Madeline, do you not have Emoji? I ask because that shit storm of squares in Katy Perry's tweet was all emojis, or is it plural already as emoji? Anyway, there is an emoji that is poop with eyes. Poop. With. Eyes. You'd be surprised how often a cartoon poop with eyes can say what words cannot.

It's probably better anyway, not one Schmidt among that group. It would have been lots of video games and movies and tabletop gaming, drama would have only occurred when someone left the kitchen a mess, because you best believe I would have taken over the master bedroom complete with master bath.

See, my cat follows me around like a puppy, but I'm never allowed to touch him without his express consent. It's kind of nice, he greets me at the door, follows me to the bathroom, walks back and forth rubbing his head against my legs, claiming me for his own. Unless he is head-butting me or asleep, there will be no…

Group happy hours are also a nice way to break into the out-of-work friendzone. You know, as long as you can handle your liquor and all. Invite a bunch of people, you'll eventually end up talking to your work friend about things that are less work-related. You'll be taking in movies and grabbing Saturday afternoon…