Well, we’ll put it this way: I have a six-month-old son. Which is to say that I used to have a sex life, and I’m hoping to have one again once I’m not overtired all the time.

It does taste good, thankfully. Even so, I’ve been beating myself up for years.

WUT. Lifehacker has just dispelled two and a half decades of self-doubt on my part.

So having read this post and skimmed some of the comments, the lifehack I’m pulling out of all of this is “don’t be a dickbag”. The lede might be a little buried, but the message is loud and clear.

This reminds me of Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason, which I have neither read nor seen. The women in my life tend to be big Bridget Jones fans, though, so I was unable to escape the fact that the actor Colin Firth—who in the movies plays the love interest of the Bridget Jones universe—also shows up as a character…

Those are the words of an adult who has and uses a smartphone. Arguably, the Echo is not really meant for geeks.

Spaak! It’s my favorite because it’s so confusing—not because it’s delicious, because it ain’t.

Agreed. The delivery probably reflects his exasperation with the audience who most desperately need this show—not that they’re watching it.

Apologies for not having logged into Kinja for two months, but no. I asked for sources. Pick your own argument.

Many years ago on my wife’s phone:

A hundred times over, huh? Can you cite sources?

Remind me again who the damn snowflakes are?

And hey, how ‘bout these two quotes from H.P. Lovecraft?

I mean, it’s worth a listen just for the song Roses Are Free, but I’ve always preferred Pure Guava to Chocolate and Cheese.

I’ve never used one of these services either, but it seems to me that they’re aimed at the sort of people who get halfway through a eating meal before they realize that they’ve only prepared an entrée, or who haven’t found the knack of timing things so that everything is hot by the time it gets to the table. They…

Like everyone else here, I’d have come up with a different list, but I have to say: these are some superlatively good selections. I mean, they’re not good movies, but, well, you know what I’m trying to say.

I’ve always been partial to the end of Bill & Ted’s Bogus Journey, in which newspaper headlines and magazine covers tell us the future of Wyld Stallyns/world peace/the Grim Dealer’s ill-fated solo career.

So in other words, don’t hate the cracka, hate the game.

I just hope that Star Wars: Episode VIII – Full of Gays handles gender and sexuality more tastefully than Episode I handled racial stereotypes.

I’ve been using apples rather than bananas. It probably takes a little longer, but in the end the apple is still edible, whereas the banana is usually only good for banana bread.