Just think of all the red-hat males who’d have to pony up a quick $10k.

Nah. His “hair” would fall out before he got to the door.  :)

My mom started smoking because it was “the sophisticated thing to do” and she aspired to be “sophisticated” in 1943 when she was 14. She might have seen Now, Voyager the next year and fallen for that “romantic” scene where Paul Henreid lit two cigs and passed one to Bette Davis. (I don’t know if she paid attention to…

Man, I come from such an alien world. I went to high school in two small rural communities in the 60s. You just did not mess around in high school. Teachers had the authority and kids were expected to behave. And we mostly did.

If you can figure out how to get the spaghetti into the Instant Pot without breaking it in half, do tell.

My dad was born in 1922 and my mom was born in 1929. All their parents but my mom’s mother were born in the 19th century, and she was born in 1902.

Is bossing your husband around 24/7 unbiblical?

I wonder if the people who merrily destroyed the Joshua Tree national monument voted for Trump?

My husband’s parents had a ghastly number of Readers Digest Condensed Books.  >shudder<

There are better and less technobabbly words to use.

My son’s genuinely allergic to eggs (he’s been tested) and sometimes reacts to foods that someone else insisted had no egg in them. So then he has to deal with a swollen mouth and stomach cramps for hours.

I went to quite a few computer shows in the mid to late 80s and early 90s. I had no money, so I mainly went for all the swag at the booths. Still have some of it.

In technical writing, “functionality” and “scenario” can go where all the goblins go, below, below.

My mother was the world champion at doing that. She bought books because they were trendy or because she thought that Everyone Who Is Anyone would be reading them, or because she couldn’t be bothered to send back the reply cards for her book clubs. (When she died in 2008 she had Book of the Month Club editions from…

We have fully loaded bookshelves in every room in our house but the bathroom (and there’s a bookshelf in the hall right across from the bathroom door). We go through all the shelves at least once a year and cull books that we’re done with. Some we recycle, some we take to the thrift store, and the rest go to our local…

Those roller stamps don’t work on glossy paper.

Those roller stamps don’t work on glossy paper.

It is, however, true that originally the palace of Versailles had only one toilet and everyone but the king and queen had to just crap on the floor.

Might want to re-think why you want to take a baby to a bar, dude.

I bet some incel thought this was the perfect way to get laid.

Thinkpad? Pfffft, whippersnappers. Toshibas had those 25 years ago.