Ahem. This is the standard by which all Take On Me parodies will be judged.

Seriously? I like Gillian Flynn's stuff okay, and Dark Places was mostly good, but OMFG that ending was the worst ending of any book I've ever read. I'm not one to say that an ending ruined an entire book for me, because even if I enjoyed 80% of a book I'd say it's worth reading. But that was the most illogical,…

If nothing else, this whole Duck Dynasty thing has been a very....illuminating experience. You know how during presidential elections, you are constantly being surprised (and not so surprised) by which of your FB friends "like[d]" Mitt Romney? The people that you don't know that well, but that live on your block and…

Throw in the fact that the teacher/emcee/backup dancer is Elliot Schwartz from Breaking Bad, and I officially have no mind left, for it is in pieces.

It takes way longer than if I just did it myself, and it wastes my soap, but we have fun, the dishes (eventually) get clean, and they are so happy to be helping.

Not to be that mom, here to tell everyone what I'm doing right that everyone else is doing wrong...but I'm actually pretty proud of how well my kids (boy and girl) don't hesitate to clean up after themselves. And they are only 4 and 5. Don't assume that your kids are too young to clean. They aren't. Don't get me…

My step-mother was the absolute worst, so I concur. Though she never tried to buy my love with gifts. She gave me a scale for Christmas once. I was 22, with an eating disorder and she bought me a scale. (I honestly don't believe it was malicious so much as horribly thoughtless. It was one of those really fancy,…

Suggesting a $105 deck of Hermés playing cards as a stocking stuffer indicates that just how ungrounded the well-heeled can be.

Is one of the other women his sister? It is Jaime Lannister, after all.

Seriously. I think of him as more of a sad-sacky dweeb. She's the one who basically shoved her way into his apartment and started rifling through his things when he could not have made it more clear that he didn't want to invite her in. Why isn't anyone getting mad at Juliet, other than for her dumb hat?

I guess because it's reached that point of being considered a "holiday classic" along the lines of A Christmas Story and It's A Wonderful Life. And people are mad because they don't like it, so nobody should?

I never understood why that kid was so mad. It's not like Uncle Jamie grabbed the presents on his way out! He walked in, dropped a shitload of presents in the foyer, then walked out, leaving one less uncle that you have to dutifully answer when he asks how you like 3rd grade.

I had no idea there were so many people capable of blowing so many gaskets over fucking Love Actually. Is it the best movie ever made? Not by a long shot. It's the cinematic equivalent of boxed mac & cheese. And yet a quick scan of the comments shows that people have aneurysms over it. "How did Colin Firth learn…

Oh god, this is why I'm nervous about sleepovers. I live in a "normal" house, but in a very wealthy area. There is nothing wrong with my house, it's just that the kids my children go to school with are the offspring of CEOs and periodontal surgeons. They live in 8000 sq. ft. custom homes with heated towel bars and…

I think "Bores to death" is the term you were looking for. Because in that scene, he was still talking about Claire and closure 50-some-odd years later.

Anyone who didn't cry big, snotty gulps during the SFU finale has no soul.

Eh, not necessarily. I don't watch Hell's Kitchen, but have seen some of his other shows. I don't know if you saw the scrambled eggs video I posted elsewhere in the thread, but that is the Gordon Ramsay I like. Cute, competent and slightly goofy. I like seeing the person beyond the exaggerated "mean" public persona.

I rarely buy lottery tickets, but once or twice a year when it gets to some insane number I'll throw down $10 on a few. Mostly because I LOVE imagining what I'd do if I won.

Somehow the Carlton fits just fine, though.

Haha, my children were raised on these scrambled eggs. We went to a diner once, and my son ordered scrambled eggs. When he was served bright yellow blobs, he kind of poked them with his fork and whispered "Mom! I asked the lady for scrambled eggs!"