It’s goddamned CRAZY-MAKING. I write Rom-Com, and every time I find myself on any of the bestseller lists or Hot New Releases, there’s always a shit-ton of stepbrother porn (to say nothing of all the shifters and billionaires) hogging all the top spots. This is a real issue at Amazon, to be honest. I don’t mind…

What do women want?

If Tom Brady gets the implants and keeps his hair long, does he become more attractive to male Pats fans than his wife?

Let there never be a day when I am apologizing to a man because I had consensual sex with another man.

Oh! Then I have to tell you about the woman I saw walking down the street yesterday holding a bag of Gold Medal flour and eating it with a spoon. I was stopped at a red light and she was walking along the street perpindicular to where I was stopped. When she saw my horrified expression, she stuffed the flour bag into…

I think it’s just slightly more complicated transaction than “Cook my meat!” At least at nicer restaurants...obviously the Chipotle-style of customizing everything is gaining popularity. And I do love Chipotle, don’t get me wrong, and getting my burrito exactly how I want it is nice. But you’re also paying the chef…

Wat.

Yo dudes:

a) women’s/girl’s sports from rec leagues through college are woefully underfunded

For the same reason people like veal, or caviar, etc. Baby food is better I guess.

“EAT YOUR SHAME CREATIONS IN SOLITUDE LIKE THE REST OF US, FREAK!”*

Let’s play a game. It’s called Reasons Why This is Sexist, Not the Product of Capitalism.

Revenue is a sexist pillar of the patriarchy.

I’ve been working on improving my cooking skills for the past year. This resulted in a very tearful conversation with my husband, where I had to explain that if I was going to spend 8 hours in the kitchen making ravioli from scratch at his request, he could at least take a fucking bite before drowning it in Sriracha.

V…

They’re both terrible decisions. I give the edge to medium venison guy. Putting salt and pepper on it IN FRONT OF THE CHEF? That is so so bad. It’s not even the way it was ordered that is the worst part. Salting and peppering something without even tasting it is insulting, much less covering the damned thing. My drunk…

People who like red velvet cake are the same people who like ranch dressing.

As with so many military anecdotes, this is impossible to understand.

Writer: Anyone but E.L. James