I completely don’t see the Bobby/Oscar mixup, so I starred it for the same reason, even though I’m a Pens fan.

Some of you are here to make a beautiful pâté but we’re making sausage most of the time.

Oh, gotcha.  Yeah there’s a ton of rumors about him and pills.  He’s definitely got some addiction issues.  (KFC, young girls, oxytocin, etc)

the one virtue I’ll give him is that he doesn’t drink

Other than Canobie, I’ve never been there.

I know they’re becoming ubiquitous pretty much everywhere these days, but I still can’t get over how many great breweries there are around here.  Again, I came directly from Indiana where the only thing I could see was corn in every direction, but we didn’t have nearly this many around Pittsburgh.

He looks like an alien cockroach wearing an Eliot Spitzer suit.

If going out for drinks is on your agenda, check out 815.  It’s a really cool “secret” speakeasy that requires a password to get in to their secret entrance.  (The password is always available on their social media accounts, of course.)  But it’s right on Elm, in the heart of the entertainment district, with many…

Communists...

Have you ever even looked at a fucking map? What is on the left side of the map?

I moved to New Hampshire last year and I think it’s great. I’m an hour from the beach, an hour from Boston, an hour from great skiing, hiking and camping in the mountains and lakes. I’m just outside of Manchester, which has a pretty cool shopping/dining/entertainment district.

The guy was born five years after me and has the jeans and haircut of my dad’s friends.

Can they keep us in the dark for life?  Can they hide him from the waiting world?

Yep.

This is from May:

I really, really try to be the best ally I can to women, but I really, really struggled with the “sexist” remark in this article.

I thought the same. I learned a couple of years ago that it was Redford. It’s like the dress.