he's a face put forward

If they're interviewing him it's obviously because he's THE GUY THAT KNOWS and can explain it best to the audience, and if the person interviewing was worried about the shirt, she could have asked him to change it. I guess she wasn't because she was more interested in them hitchhiking a comet, holy shit how does that…

I think you need to read the definition of cant.

If you wear a bridal gown to someone else's wedding, you will be MADE to feel uncomfortable.

He is one of the group that accomplished something wonderful. If it helps him to do it naked wearing a fish on his crotch, I say, let him do it.

I honestly don't see anything offensive about that shirt. Also, dude's been working really hard, it's probably the only shirt he had clean.

"Inappropriate" is the doublespeak word I hate most. It means "Something that makes me uncomfortable but there is nothing legally wrong with it but I want to make it go away", which is pretty much the cant definition of fascism.

Why is there a hole in Alan Cumming's chest?

I thought the time poll was about words to retire, not to ban. I think the word "feminism" should go. On it's own, it doesn't really mean anything any more that isn't covered by "humanism."

It's exactly like being a hockey player in the NHL. You have to be able to take a puck to the face or a shattering check against the wall and get up and carry on again without blinking, and the men playing around you can't allow themselves to feel for sorry you or show weakness on your behalf. And you can't let them!…

Thank you for writing this. When people ask me why I quit comedy, I give them the short answer, "I burned out." You've explained the long answer - comedy is a long, degrading Sisyphean road for women that goes nowhere.

It's one of my life ambitions to eat at Peter Luger's.

I think your old company might have been a client of my old company.

Most secret shoppers are clueless and kind of mean.

Well if you grill it overnight, it becomes pulled beef, right?

I used to work as a proofreader for secret shopper surveys (hence my name) and we frequently had to ring shoppers up to ask them to explain what they were writing about. My colleague would often hang up the phone while murmuring "functionally illiterate."

I never tire of your European monogrammed thermoses stories.

Oh God, I'm punished for not knowing this one right now. And so's he.

My abiding memory of this era is this huge hit song which (I think) expressed how a lot of people were feeling.

Friends of mine got married on Sunday, December 7th. I MC'd their wedding. I had lots of fun with the "Date That Will Live in Infamy" quote.