Yep. I'm sick of the smell of rubber snow boots. Sick of wearing my coat. Sick of gloves. I just gave up. I'm not wearing them again this year, and I don't care how cold it gets. IT'S NEARLY APRIL. STOP SNOWING.

Or, you know, by the world acknowledging a woman's inherent personhood.

The owner's religious beliefs are their own. The corporation, as a legal construction of the state, can have no religious beliefs and most conform to all relevant laws. The legal separation of the corporation and its owners is the centerpiece of corporate law. Hell, that's the entire reason the corporation exists,…

Sangria is healthy because it has fruit. True story.

Old people such as myself who were around in the 70's. Team Quaalude!

I will defend Nicotine all the way until it goes head to head with Caffeine. For the most part, I'm a nonsmoker, but the vilification of cigarettes drives me fucking nuts.

Lame attempt to one-up GG Allin.

Yes. You can limit your product, just not who you sell it to. Good analogy.

I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with that name.

oh, there are more than just arms there. Chris Keller is quite a specimen.

God, I hate showering. Especially in the winter. 2-3 times a week is all I need, and I have to really psych myself up for them. I am all about dry shampoo on my hair, and only really get it wet once a week, when I just wash with conditioner. All of thisbresults in people commenting on how soft my skin is and how…

I'm now thinking about my greatest outfit- Esprit painters pants (white with neon colored paint splatters and very narrow legs), a neon green Forenza sweater worn backwards, and white jelly shoes. I wore it to a school dance.

No. I do not miss it at all. It was a weird, very repressive time. We were scared off of sex, because IF YOU HAVE SEX YOU WILL DIE BUT USE CONDOMS IF YOU DO (BUT SERIOUSLY YOU WILL DIE.) The country was in the grips of a ridiculous anti-communist jingoism that we all knew was bullshit because the US military was…

I just came here to confess that while in my 20s and 30s I was very vocal about how women shouldn't feel pressured to look a certain way and get various types of enhancements... surgery... whatever you call the whole group of beauty by needle/scalpel/whatever. I am no longer in those age ranges and I have turned into…

This is revenge, delayed by a generation, for Love's Baby Soft.

That's a godless killing machine, right there. It's you or it. That's the stakes we're at. Lousy bread-eaters.

1) You do not have a right to be the star of your own nationally-syndicated television show. That is a huge, huge privilege that is bestowed upon a very, very small amount of people in the entire nation. It's ok to have standards, like, must be competent, and must not be a horrible person.

I love that absolutely no actual interviewing happened, nothing was accomplished and yet Stewart still managed to give me the best laugh of the day. When Paul Rudd grabbed the champagne flute and started guzzling, I lost it. Well done, boys.

Am I the only one who excitedly clicked on the Harry/Skarsgard link because her brain translated it as NSFW, and was horribly disappointed to find herself on the National Science Foundation Page? Dammit.