My Grandfather "went out drinking" every day from 1944 until 2009 when he "took a break" to die. No expense reports though.

Harry Caray Wasted 77 Days in 1972.

Well, that's why they took out one of the best songs for the play that Anika was supposed to sing to write a brand new song, the shitty 'Listen' because Beyonce felt she needed a moment. Which was in no way close to being 'You're Gonna Love Me'

I wasn't posting to win any speech awards.

Great point! I have no idea why he didn't write this essay with you in mind!

It's like someone just busted out a 20-year-old Intro to Women's Studies book and flipped to the chapter titled, "This Is The One Critique For Everything."

And can I just say, I am beyond thrilled that VEEP is back on! More JLD EVERYWHERE!

I remember a girl in my junior high school named Chinese. She pronounced it Chin-eess. Stress on the second syllable, long e, hard s.

Vodka just marching on because I contend very little crosses generational, socioeconomic, racial and gender divisions like our blessed lady of fermented potatoes. Swilled by your rich-ass aunt and poor-ass self alike, with only slight distinctions in quality.

It can't be that fucking hard to find a symbol unrelated to a failed secession over the right to own human beings. If you can't find a symbol of your heritage other than that, then maybe your heritage is fucking garbage.

I dreamed a dream of skating pride

Would it be out of line of me to say—as a frequent defender of religion—that the actual "Good Book"—the Bible—would be much better if it included some kind of statement that said: "Don't take this literally, people. Read it, think about it, add to it and revise it if you need to, but for God's sake don't kill each…