That's my takeaway from this, too. I'm hoping that maybe if they go somewhere with more diversity, their racist beliefs will break down and they won't saddle this poor kid with a ton of hangups due to being multiracial. I try to be an optimist when thinking about things like that, because the alternative is just too…

It sounds like that kid is screwed, but I hope that a change in location and exposure to multicultural and not-homophobic people will relax the moms, and make them better prepared to raise a multiracial child.

Especially considering that it's for like 100 people, a good 50% of whom aren't even regular partakers of sugar and carbs. I hope that a couple of those layers were just decorative, or there were a lot of hungry Italians who were guaranteed leftovers or something.

I know nothing about Nicholas Sparks, but whenever I see his name I think of Anna's semi-assholish dad from Anna and the French Kiss, who was clearly 100% based on Sparks.

I recently attended a wedding where the groom was from Chapel Hill, and his side of the ceremony seating looked liked your typical Brooklyn hipster gathering, except for the rando in a cowboy hat (which, honestly, is still sort of Brooklyn).

In 9th grade a total shitstain of a classmate tried to defend being a proponent of eugenics for black people (and only black people) by saying that he's 1/32 black. First, fuck you, dude. Second, fuck you some more. That, by the way, was pretty much everybody's reaction in class, including the teacher's.

"Restringing order?" Kara, while I think that Columbus Short and other abusers need to be strung up by their toes, I believe the word you were looking for was "restraining."

Youtube the episode of No Reservations where all these buddies of Tony Bourdain teach about how to make certain basic things, including an omelette, spaghetti, a cheeseburger, lobster, and a roasted chicken. I'm including the chicken segment, but the whole episode is worth watching.

I'm the same way! Sporting events are the only thing I watch live on TV, and then I just tune out the commercials. With everything else, I press the 30-second skip button repeatedly, but anytime I see one of their commercials, I let that baby roll. I know that Kristen Bell is magic, because she singlehandedly made me…

Hey, it's Chino! When The O.C. dropped off, it dropped off hard, but I'll always treasure season one. And the scene that gave us this SNL skit.

Moviepooper.com has been doing this forever. I check out the movies I'm thinking of showing at my library, so I know what the regulars are going to thank/scold me for later.

As a person whose optimal effort to eating ratio is None:A Lot, I have definitely used a knife and fork to eat burgers that are messy, or too thick, or just look like they'd be too heavy to pick up.

That's how I felt about Mya when she did the "It's All About Me" video with Sisqo. She was 18 or 19 at the time, but looked a lot younger to me.

She definitely had pizza with hot ass Jake once. Also, she drinks red wine like there's about to be a global shortage, so I do not get her love of white and light-colored lounging outfits.

I have a white coat that hast lasted me six years of public transportation and my brother's children's disgusting hands. My discovery of the "every item cleaned for 2.95" dry cleaners went a long way to ensuring that I could still wear this coat in public without feeling dirty.

I would feel really bad for him if he wasn't a lying sack of shit.

Isha, with the exception of the Lauren Morelli/Samira Wiley bit, most of these bullet points make me want to go back to bed and never get up again. Still, I will love you forever for using that Whitney gif.

People can't tell where I'm from by my accent, but I do have a few regionalisms that reveal my Northeastern roots to those in the know. I sometimes say "pocketbook" instead of "handbag" and "get on line" instead of "get in line," but my unintentionally chameleon-like accent has alternately convinced such different…

Based solely on how delicious the maple bacon flavored vodka was, I'd definitely try the other two.

I'd rank it closer to cotton candy vodka than to regular. The flavors are unexpected and pretty addictive. It tastes like you've got an entire southern breakfast happening in your mouth.