You guys, I am so relieved that Kim and Kanye can finally take a vacation.

I factor in the extra "Ok, one episode on Netflix" into my bedtime, but I am also the kind of person that has my bedroom clock set 26 minutes fast.

It's the dealing of false hope that is particularly evil (and Browne's wheelhouse). Giving false closure to grieving people is pretty unethical, but when it moves into "lost" kids and stuff I have a hard time wrapping my head around the nastiness.

Someone needed to be TOLD this? God I hate these people so much. She's not up to Sylvia Browne levels of hate for me, but she's getting there.

Yeah, you're probably right. And kudos to them for not seeming like they're trying too hard. That's what pains me, 45-year old guys slapping Daft Punk songs under something and saying it's what "the kids" are into.

In a weird way that's the bonus of being a part of a gigantic uber-mega corp, maybe. Like, Altria or Unilever or Cyberdyne whatever it is they call themselves now is far too big to care what one scrappy intern is doing on one tiny social arm of the industrial-foods octopus. Shine on, you crazy diamond.

This.. this is intentional? Mine looks like that when I do drunk manis, so perhaps I am uber-trendy.

Yeah you do. I never got the whole Channing Tatum thing, and after seeing that I have seen the light. The Blu-Ray has a feature that is only the dance scenes. Worth it.

You can't "re-close" that relationship, buddy, that ship seems to have sailed. I think some couples can save themselves after an "open relationship experiment/debacle" but it takes way more closeness and maturity than this guy has.

Maybe it just put me in the 80s spirit but she looks like a bottle of that old perfume Exclamation

A grey jersey tank top is 250 bucks. That's like what I make in a day. I could work an entire day and at the end of it have a grey jersey tank top. And nothing else.

I read that as helicopters of wine and thought that was the coolest thing ever.

Not to be incredibly jaded here, but how can you tell an addict is lying? Their lips are moving.

See, ladies? All you gotta do is talk about sex and your vagina for 30 minutes and you're golden.

Ugh, prom dress shopping when I was a size 22/24 was the fucking worst. I remember collecting all the magazines and poring over them and being so devastated that there was nothing that would look good on me. Then getting shepherded into the Mother of the Bride dresses. I ended up lucking my way into something…

Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton Eye Joe...

But there's no better way to blow up a marshmallow Peep.

I'm Facebook friends with quite a few fitness ladies and they seem to take a great deal of care in how they portray themselves. There's a real art/science to cultivating an audience when your "product" includes inspiration and motivation, to the point where there are seminars and workshops to learn the skills to do…

There's something kind of Ed Gein-y about the term "skin refinery" that gives me the heebie jeebies.