I was just coming over here to link to bad_penny. I read through it every so often just to marvel at all the nonsense.

That is forever my favorite SNL sketch. It made me laugh so hard I cried.

I think I read somewhere that she said she can't wear any flat shoes because she's worn stilettos too much.

My parents live on the east side of Atlanta, and occasionally when I'm visiting, we are under a training flight path for the cargo plane pilots. It shakes the entire house when they fly over (usually they're performing some kind of slow-speed maneuvers, so it looks like they're hovering). I was flying on a…

Dig deep. Elaborate on seemingly insignificant occurrences. I totally believe that my STAR interview that I nailed was because I somehow remembered a small blip in time when I helped a mom with her daughter while they were waiting to get a table at my restaurant. Unfortunately there's not much else you can do to…

My sister and I once told my mom (separately) that the queen reminded us of our late grandmother. I read Sally Bedell Smith's biography of her (Elizabeth the Queen) and couldn't put it down; she's a pretty remarkable woman.

I grew up in Atlanta, so we were some of the first to get the black cherry and peach Fresca and I adore them. And then I moved to Kentucky and all they sell here is the regular stuff. It makes me legitimately sad every time I walk past the soda aisle in the grocery store.

My friends and I have been having this exact conversation for the last hour and a half.

You don't need a deep fryer! Just find a good-size pot (dutch ovens work really well for this but really any old spaghetti pot will do), fill it up with oil (but not too much, you don't want to burn your hand off), get it nice and hot (I SUPPOSE you can use a thermometer, but you can also use the spit test) and then…

I've never been able to master the one-hand method, though I've certainly tried for revenge purposes. My current roommate/college dorm neighbor, on the day we met, gave me a hug and unclasped my bra one-handed. I was scandalized and also quite impressed.

You're never more than 15 minutes from a safe landing space, which is roughly the glide time of a passenger jet from altitude. No parachute needed.

Actually, you need your shoes on when you go down the evacuation slide, because it's dropping you onto who-knows-what kind of ground, and the last thing you want to encounter that with is your two bare feet. The only shoes that must be removed are high heels because of the risk of puncturing the slide. Safety…

The various reports said passengers were stuck in their seatbelts; I'm assuming the buckles somehow got jammed, possibly by flying debris/personal items.

I can't speak for every airline, but on mine, we don't have seatbelt cutters at all. The sharpest thing onboard is the axe in the flight deck, but I don't think anyone would want me to go after their seatbelt with that. It does raise a serious point, though, that they should be a required item.

I always say that I hope people never have to see me doing my real job; the pretzels and Coke are just to keep everyone busy and happy.

I had friends in London, but otherwise I tend to stick to myself. I'm pretty much the definition of an introvert, and when I'm not in a forced socialization situation at work, I like to enjoy my solitude. It's definitely not hard to meet people, especially in New York, if that's what you want to do. As far as…

I've done London and NYC totally solo and loved every minute of it. I got to go where I wanted, see what I wanted, eat what (and when) I wanted, and go back and do the same stuff twice if I felt so inclined. It's nice to meet up with friends if they're there, but I am all for solo traveling.

I heard this somewhere else, is it actually confirmed? Has a rescue worker said they fell out of the broken tail section? Because usually the very last people in the aircraft are crew, and all of them survived, though the FAs in the back were seriously injured.

I almost forgot Ennio Morricone's score for The Mission. You've probably heard Gabriel's Oboe used in various places.

Pirates of the Caribbean (especially the first) are all wonderful; I also really love parts of the National Treasure scores. As far as lesser-known scores go, Peter Pan by James Newton Howard is phenomenal (as is the movie itself!). In fact, I think I may have to go put it back on my ipod.