I have seen it.

That's why I've always been drawn to monogamy. I feel like one night stands would just be pretty vanilla sex. You gotta get to know someone before you bring out the feather dusters and bear suits.

no food stamps taken. Could've sworn the checks could be taken to bank and be cashed in but I wouldn't know.

Oh, in addition to eating, he has a TV? Wow, fancy. It's 2015. Next you'll say he had a fridge and indoor lighting.

I never cease to be pleased with the pedantic and AWESOME commentariat of kitchenette who continuously school the morons who show up, ass first.

Hey guess what, I'm a vet, and I served with ALL KINDS of douchebags. You must be one of those right-wingers that think we want and/or need people like you kissing our asses all the time and serenading us with Toby Keith while throwing "Support Our Troops" magnets at us. We don't. We are not that stupid and don't…

I just wanted to be clear, because you're a little all over the place.

Who the fuck are you to decide where and how this person gets to spend their "welfare money"? Do you even know why he was on assistance? Like maybe he is a vet or disabled or mentally ill - none of which is any of your self-righteous, dim-witted, shit for brains business.

Yeah. You're getting the hate because we're all too hysterical and hypocritical.

no. you get a set amount of dollars to do with as you please. if he wants to use his food budget on pizza, so be it. just because he is in need of assistance doesn't mean you get to dictate what he gets to use the welfare money on.

Those ungrateful Poors. Obviously wasting money they clearly don't deserve.

I mean this sincerely: there is no way to say the phrases "I will argue against the servers" and "think these servers need to suck it up," without being an AWFUL human being.

Christmas Eve 2004, Palm Beach Gardens, Florida.

"...Weird Jesus freaks who were one broken tail light away from being the next Ted Bundy. The majority were awful rich women who smelled of diarrhea with southern drawls and fake pearls. It was Nancy Grace x 150.."

"I realized my mistake two minutes into the first day. Suddenly, there were 300 midwesterners at every table like it was an all you can eat buffet at Denny's. Men in Christmas sweater vests who were "married" to women who treated their dogs like children and actual people like rodents. Gaunt librarian types who could…

Not tender enough. Cook it till it is more tender.

I am 100% unsurprised by this story. He gives me the major fucking creeps.

While at the bar in the front room of the Tribeca Tavern, I noticed Mario Batali talking with a small group. As I rejoined my friends in the back room, I mentioned this sighting to my foodie friend.

Your son sounds amazing and adorable.

I stood by Blythe Danner at a salad bar during a pre-party at the RI Film Festival. She really does look wonderful. I made the wise choice and let her forage in peace; I did, however, silently note that she liked endive.