I'm pretty sure some stressed out eagles just pooped in there.

People have always complained of Obama sounding "professorial". So … the problem is that he… sounds like he knows what he's talking about? Well, we've certainly fixed that problem for the executive branch.

I think the premise of your reasoning is that love is finite, which is flawed. Finding new love doesn't negate past lost loves. Allowing yourself happiness in spite of painful memories doesn't devalue the memories, but somehow that feeling of guilt about it persists, which is exactly why people struggle with moving on…

I finished this episode and through my tears put on Friends so I could fold some laundry and get in bed. I was greeted to Ross explaining how to live forever as a machine by downloading your thoughts into a computer. I'm not sure if I was crying or laughing after that.

I keep waffling between Dickens character and that fat kid who falls in the river in the chocolate factory.

Err, I just make it up. The things that always go in are cold soba noodles, shrimp, mango, sesame seeds, and look up any ginger sesame dressing recipe. For other veggies, whatever you have on hand or what looks good in the store: any kind of shredded cabbage, pea shoots, bell peppers, scallions, red onion, snap or…

What is it that you think fruits are?

Since when are berries not fruits?

I like making cold soba noodle salads with shrimp and mango. Delish.

I tolerated it up until the end when they had the villain monologue and wrap everything up into a tidy little package for the reader who missed any of the not-so-subtle clues throughout the book.

I know I've encountered some other Serious Eats fans here — Kenji Lopez-Alt recently posted a screenshot of a guy who's a serial cookbook publisher who entirely lifted the content of one of his books from Kenji's posts for Serious Eats. Definitely makes me wonder about the rest of the stuff "authored" by him.

Counterpoint: the mimosa.

You can also just make the decision to check in less frequently. I did.

Pearl Jam was my first favorite band, and as a 6th grader in 1995, I used to anxiously wait for Corduroy or I Got Id to come on the radio before I even knew what band played them — it was a HUGE day when I realized that they were in fact the same band.

I was sooo into Pearl Jam growing up, but Binaural was their last album to which I felt emotionally connected, so I've followed them with less intensity as the years have passed.

Oh undoubtably, I mean the guy is getting up there — I'm more bummed out that the sound guys couldn't just give them some move volume. I could hear them better from inside a portapotty than from in front of the stage.

Brian Wilson's set was very disappointing. I've got to agree with Greg Kot's review (http://www.chicagotribune.c…, but moreover, it seemed like the sound levels were too low for everyone playing in that set (perhaps to keep Wilson from getting entirely drowned out?); even in a song with a lot of energy and big sound —…

Boodonkadonk Saint

Hearts before butts? Tell that to Tina Belcher.

Damn it, now I have to go back to Lollapalooza.