Yep.

Absolutely. Aside from the fact that I run marathons (and formerly triathlons), my coworkers know almost nothing about what I do or who I am outside the office. I've worked hard to keep it that way.

"Ah. But curable."

Is Skyline Chili one of the available pasta options? Sure looks like it from that group of 5 pictures.

Most states have a rule that says if the letter was properly addressed the judge can/will assume it got there. I wouldn't count too hard on that "prove it" defense.

Things get even better when you work in a company with no 401(k). Forget about matching...

Probably. Copyright/IP law gets expensive quickly.

About the only place I see them in Chicago is on subway platforms; of course, the one place where you can find a pay phone is also the one place where you're basically guaranteed to not be able to hold an intelligent conversation.

I've heard that those god-awful vodka creations that are supposed to taste like marshmallows or whipped cream are supposed to be quite good in hot chocolate. Never going there myself.

Springfield, Springfield?

I thought that was Purple Drank.

One benefit to looking/deciding in the winter I'll mention: you might get a better idea of how warm your potential new place will be (or how hard to heat) in the winter if you actually look when the heater has to run. Looking when the weather's nice is easier, but you'll hate it if all the windows leak cold air in…

Not to mention the "the shock will wear off in 1-3 minutes" part. Frankly, if my head ain't out of the water inside of 3 minutes the rest of this helpful guide won't be worth a damn.

OK, I just wasted an hour of my day on that link, but at least I learned why Archer was scratching "DOM" into the boulder on "Coyote Ugly." So thanks for that much.

I loved the Lou Ferrigno reference in this week's episode.

Chicago's map seems pretty much like you'd expect (lots of runners on the lake, an obvious route on the South Side that's part of the marathon course), but I didn't expect to see so much activity on Meigs Field/Northerly Island.

Yeah, if you spend much time working with people that grew up in Central America you find out that the plumbing systems down there aren't able to handle paper, and the habit of dumping used TP in the trash follows people to the US.

I can still place the skip my LP had on "Nature Trail to Hell" when I listen to that song now on modern media, but I think I got rid of my cassette version a few apartments ago.

I had to "suffer" through learning that song by heart on the original vinyl.

Did they not win a year's supply of Rice-a-Roni, the San Francisco treat? What about a case of Turtle Wax? Maybe the Jeopardy! home version?