Thanks, Scatter <3 The hair...she uses this hair glue that people use for mohawks. Seriously! Everyone wants to touch it: kids, strangers, the cashier at Target, the tollboth lady on the New Jersey Turnpike (Girrrllll, I love that hair!), the dude behind us at Dunkin Donuts last week, the lady at the MAC store, and my…

THANK YOU Two2TARDIS!! I do too. Like how could you NOT love this crazy hair?!

In 1987, when I was 10 years old, my mother had stage 3 non-Hodgkins lymphoma. Legitimately. I was TEN and watched my mom go through months of chemotherapy, and then 11 rounds of radiation treatment. I watched her down dozens of pills, many of which were not covered by insurance. I watched her lose all of her hair and…

You’d be surprised how many people lie about having cancer, honestly.

Not tonight, Satan!

It’s a tragic kingdom all unto itself. (I can haz out of teh greyz, too, pls?)

I was feeling a little homesick today, and decided to watch one of my family’s favorite movies to help with that. (National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, if you’re wondering. And I know, war on Christmas, whatever.) Do you guys have any family movies, or family movie traditions?

Right?! I feel like the weird kid whose mom packed them the even more jacked up lunch. So tired of the grays. :(

This is like a Dirtbag/Tweet Beat mashup.

Where does the @tacobell come in?

Holy shit. That was my fat ass grabbing shoes with my friend. Pic on the right, red bandanna. We were on a special mission for the Krewe of Muses, that fellow NOLA residents would fully comprehend.

Williams guest-edited the November issue of Wired, which is owned by Condé Nast, whose parent company, Advance Publications, is a Reddit shareholder.

I just started running this year. Having never run in my entire life, I figured maybe I was doing it wrong so in the spring, I signed up for a Learn-to-Run clinic at my local Running Room store and I fell in love with it. I never thought I would see the day I ever said “I LOVE running!” But I do. I’ve done 3 5K runs…

Ha, I have never had mono, but one summer I was seriously dating one woman and one guy, and both got mono, and I did not, so I had to put up with both calling me a “carrier.” Maybe it was a coincidence. Or maybe I am a bisexual Typhoid Mary.

My apologies in advance for the long backstory, but it is necessary to fully understand the horrible-ness of the situation. I live in a tiny apartment in New York with my wife and son, which, ever since our son has gotten the ability to walk and talk and whatnot already made sex a fairly covert affair (the window of…

A gentleman friend and I were “getting to know each other” in his bedroom at his frat house. I was finishing up on him with my mouth when I pulled back at the exact moment he came. Straight into my eye. I shrieked, and ran to the bathroom.