Yeah, I feel especially old. But I am so thrilled to read about young musicians who are making it. Music is not the world’s easiest career, and I admire anyone who can stick with it. More of this series, please!

I just went through an MBTA ride with a dude who didn't get the Backpack Memo. He thumped me a few times. Once I evaded him and his backpack, I started reading this article and holding my phone in his line of sight so he couldn't miss the headline.

When you mentioned that your friend boned a dude from Rammstein, all I could think of was: “is that what Dieter from Sprockets would be like in bed?”

I have no clue who Riker is. (Sorry ... not up on my Stars.) But I do love the paso, and his dance was one of the few that went beyond weird. It was actually good! I did think it was weird that they made Suzanne Somers do the pasta dance.

Can we get a think-piece on the term "post-mensch" asap?

But does M Train include her mother's potato salad recipe?

A thoroughly chaste night with the Wu-Tang is about as likely as a sighting of the Loch Ness Monster.

I like "Peg," but "Aja" moved into number one. I used it when making a mixtape for my parents' wedding anniversary soiree, and the sounds of "Aja" completely made the party. That song makes people cry and smile at the same time.

I was waiting for someone to reference Reno Clementine's passion for Steely Dan. Ever since, I have vowed that, if I get fired, I'm just going to sell everything and tour with Steely Dan.

“And aliens” is now destined to replace “in bed” as the new fortune-cookie punchline. #thankyousuzanne

Oh, I've definitely farted during yoga ... but definitely not during a hot class. Now that would just magnify the problem.

Oh, you bet I react. On the inside. I feel the giggles welling up (kind of like farts welling up, right?), but I pour all of my meditative energy into suppressing them.

Chuck-noblet, you have singlehandedly explained why I have not taken up hot yoga!

Oh, the wind-releasing pose, which leads to what I call the "fartorchestra," which is guaranteed to happen every week in my yoga class.

Just curious in case anyone on the thread has personal experience ... are there boot camps with an emphasis on content management systems or database management? Or would a full-stack program be a good intro regardless of what I did?

These aspiring “satirists” need to attend Larry Wilmore’s Knowledge College:

I stand corrected. If I wrote a song as sweet as "Greener Pastures," I'd be so pleased that I'd be quibbling, too. Thank you!

With six months of beta testing (good for them), the new ESPN.com better look good.

Oh, "Green Acres"* remains the best summary of the rock fantasy: "Free beer! Free grass! All access pass!" With Gordon's delivery, in which she can embrace and make fun of a thing at the same time, that song is an anthem.

I'm not a doctor (I play one on TV), but I was watching the game. Bingham was scary still. Really, it was the first time I've seen someone take a blow on a TV game and I wondered if the player was going to get up. I just hope he's okay. I can't imagine the Earthquakes were enjoying playing in New England conditions.