As a woman with a very corporate job who commutes by bike, here's what I do in the summer in NY ...

— A bandana under a fairly open helmet helps keep my hair dry, avoids sweat dripping into my face and wrecking my makeup and avoids helmet head. I take off the helmet and bandana and fluff my hair out before I go into my…

My father always wanted to get a bunch of attack geese. A goose can be so much more vicious than a dog ever dreams of. Those fuckers will kill you for funsies.

I was in the same boat. They called me "chicken legs" and I HATED my thigh gap. I refused to ever wear a skirt shorter than about mid-thigh so no one could see my scrawny thighs.

Question? If you get charm thingies glued to your fingernails like JLH, isn't that a huge pain in the ass? Don't they get caught in your hair and get your dinner embedded and other gross stuff? Is it just something you do for one special day and then pick off?

Such lovely photos!

Here's an example ... on Fox & Friends this morning, they did a long segment on a Jeff Spicolli-type 29yo guy who supposedly gets $200 in food stamps every month, which he spends on lobster and sushi. Supposedly, you can get foodstamps just by asking for them, and you get them for a full year at a time with no need…

Amber Riley looks fab EXCEPT girlfriend needs a better bra. A little lift, some better shaping at the sides and she'd be perfect. Love the shoes.

I feel the same way. I have a huge crush.

True, a lot of people made a lot of fun of W when he was prez. However, it wasn't state sponsored and it wasn't elected officials calling him names like it is now. And, if any elected official publicly questioned W's foreign policy, there was an entire apparatus out there screaming treason.

Plus, if you genuinely need them to see, once you lift your glasses, you get that wide-eyed clueless bambi look alternating with the every-lovely squint thing as you try to peer through the resulting fog. Not sexy.

Sigh. I know completely how you feel. It's often the people with the tiniest connection who write the most over-the-top melodramatic junk. The ones with the closest connections generally find the public aspect unseemly and just sit around that day feeling awful.

Totally. I'm 46 and my hair is mid-back, thick, bouncy and shiny. It's my best feature and I throw a bunch of money at it to ensure it stays that way. I'm not cutting that shit; they can go stuff it.

It's so weird to me that people make such a huge deal out of younger women cutting their hair but don't seem to notice that in a lot of this country, most white women over about 35 have short hair.

I like those guys too! They're really good!

Her eyebrows are really very nice, though.

Interesting. I just replaced my fitbit, so it will be interesting to compare the two.

I'm very proud of my nieces. They live in a super-white area of Florida but somehow have wound up friends with every POC in their grade. Their outings with their friends are about as interracial as mine with my friends, and I live in NYC. Not sure why this is, but I'm really pleased with them.

My brother-in-law is in his mid 50s. In college (he graduated in 1978), he apparently had a black roommate for, like, a semester. He therefore feels that he is OK to say the most unbelievably racist stuff, because he isn't racist, you know, and he said stuff like that to his black roommate. He has not spoken to…

I never thought I looked like my mom until I turned about 40 and caught her looking back at me in the bathroom mirror. Freaked the fuck out of me.

On the Brooklyn Bridge? No worries there, it's loaded with suicidal tourists constantly ambling into the bike lane without looking. You can't go fast at all and have to stop every couple of seconds so you don't get killed by someone's idiot aunt from Cleveland.