That’s the only way to play it.

There’s another key piece of information in the NYMag article that wasn’t included here. Not only is the ID plate missing, but this particular flaperon does not match the maintenance records of the missing 777. So it only gets stranger.

Cheers. I raise my bong and glass of Prosecco to you.

Super Duper any day. And the soft serve ice cream so good. Dog, I’m hungry now.

It doesn’t even feel old. Must mean I am.

Oh, that still need to happen!

Terrence Howard, Shia LeBoeuf. No, just no way.

The heir to Richard Lawson.

The Valentina gown by Badgley Mischka is lovely on you! A good dressmaker/tailor can alter the neckline to make it suit you perfectly — it’s an option.

This is what snarking was made for.

Get friendly with a bartender. Or, as you mentioned, pizza delivery guys frequently know — I’d order pizza just to get to know the delivery guy/girl. And as a last resort, there’s always the high school kids, they know who has weed. Any coworkers who may be cool?

Caroline, Colette, Casey, Celeste, Cassandra — I can keep going, but here’s a few to start. I love baby names even though I’m way past having have any!

Hardly surprising, but Texas does not require employers to carry workers comp.

I love Thin Mints, but this is my favorite GSC

Hey, that crush on David Cassidy was in 1971, and I was only 7 then. It's been over for a long time.

Always.

We all end up there some time or another.