But wrestling doesn't involve hitting. It's about pinning. If he hit the girl during a wrestling match, then yeah, he should feel ashamed. This isn't the WWF.

And yet his actions speak louder than his words. By refusing to compete with her because of her gender, he is refusing to acknowledge her as an acceptible competitor. Nice words don't mean nice intentions. No wonder we Americans are so susceptible to lying, scheming politicians.

That is pretty awesome!

Right, exactly. By refusing to acknowledge her decision to become his competition, he is (in a sense) refusing to respect her as an equal. Which is problematic. His choice, sure, but still problematic. And definitely not a choice to coddle or give him props for.

re: Smallville. Yeah, no she wasn't. That was Laura Vandervoort. She did play a creature in the failed pilot of Mercy Reef, the Aquaman television show, though. Maybe that's what you're thinking of.

MoGlo, you can drunk dial me at 3 in the morning any time you want. I bet your drunk VMs are priceless. :-D

Man, I appreciate my phone's voicemail much more after reading this comment. When I hang up on a voicemail without designating it as "delete" or "save", it goes back in as a new voicemail that needs to be listened to. I always thought, in my faux-OCD (faux-CD?) way, that this was f***ing obnoxious and that I didn't…

I hate them if they call, like, right after they sent the email. But if you don't respond to the email for a couple days, then you kinda deserve the follow-up phone call.

After several instances with certain friends where they would call be back and ask what I had called about, making it clear they had not listened to the voicemail I had left stating exactly that, I've started not leaving voicemails for those specific friends and just texting the msg if there is anything other than…

I vehemently disagree. The internet is there to put your thoughts out onto. You just did. Why shouldn't this teacher have the right to do so as well? As far as she was concerned, her posts were kept fairly anonymous. Sure there were clues to her identity (a first name, last initial and photo of her) but it sounds like…

That's because publishing companies will pay more advertising money to a bookstore for a celebrity "author" than for a real writer whose book may not sell as well regardless. That's not the bookstore, that's how much the publisher is willing to shell out to the bookstore for advertising. It's called co-op and it…

And engaged. Whereyabeen?

Seriously! Show me some shirtless Ryan Reynolds or JGL and I'd have a very different reaction than I do to naked Sly. Mostly when I look at naked Sly I think "too sinewy and stupid". ETA: the sinewy comment is not meant to be bodysnark - just representative of my own personal sexual preference.

Some offices don't have an area where employees can eat that isn't at their desks. And some people work so much that they have to eat at their desks because otherwise they'll be at their desk well into dinner/bedtime.

I'm with you. I push my keyboard back a little while I eat, but I never have it right up against my stomach, even when I'm working. Maybe that has something to do with my long, non-T-Rex-like arms.

I think you're responding to the wrong person. I was responding to @Birthday Girl's comment about Jessica Simpson being too young to know what image she was cultivating for herself.

But Jessica Simpson didn't have the ditzy blonde image until she was in her 20's, married and had her own reality show. Before that, she was just the Sweetheart of Teen Pop. She was the pure one to Christina and Britney's over-sexed schtick and she was most well-known for her purity ring abstinence vow to her father…

I can definitely see how Fashion Week would be something that has to be "survived." Even before Jenna compared Fashion Week to "almost any other conference or industry event" I was making the same comparison. As someone who has attended Comicon and BookExpo America and other publishing industry events (as an employee…

I'm glad I'm not alone.

I hear Express Yourself meets TLC's Waterfalls when I listen to this song.