I sort of see us as a victim of our own success in this case. All of science and medicine keeps marching forward and making progress and so lots of new diseases and symptoms and syndromes are discovered and named and treated, etc. So now we’re in a spot where everyone wants to know...why did XYZ…

I did a lot of campus events in college and I both read the riders (and redlined them as needed) and helped prep everything according to the riders.  We didn’t have to worry about super expensive requests like $1,000 sheets, but a lot of time bands would put picky, specific things in the rider to see how…

I like to think that concepts like this, that put the fact that the chefs are recent immigrants or refugees and that this is both a way to share culture and provide jobs for folks, are pretty cool: https://foodhini.com/

She’s angling for a “Real Housewives” spot.

The podcast about the show does a really good job of breaking down the things they had to compress/change and the things that are pretty true to life.

If you haven’t seen the “Last Week Tonight” John Oliver segment about medical examiners/coroners, check it out. Long story short, nearly anyone can become a coroner, in some cases with little to no training. Being the lowest bidder for those services, particularly in an rural or underserved area, can lead to all sorts…

I quoted this yesterday to a friend I was trying to get to watch the show. I loved this so much.

I definitely read the headline “A Stripper, A Virgin and Dad of 14" while in line at CVS but since the rest of the box was obscured I thought that was a description of one guy and was very confused.

One of my favorite pizza places serves their pizzas with scissors. It is the superior method.

A friend of mine was working full time and doing full time grad school and I’m pretty sure she got close to what you described. She got to the point where she’d laugh, then laugh harder, then laugh in a scary hard way that turned into sobbing.  Every conversation with her was a wild ride.  Sleep deprivation is no joke.

My friend and I got kicked out of Catholic youth group for this argument. Granted, the group had been taken over by an Opus Dei lunatic at that point...but still. My friend and I were amazed that this idea had never even occurred to the youth group leader before. He stood there sputtering mad telling us he looked…

My parents were only together 9 months before they got married (in the 70s). On their honeymoon, my Dad was driving (and lost) and my Mom had a map out and was trying to navigate. Very calmly, my Dad reached over, grabbed the map, crumpled it into a ball, rolled the window down and tossed it out without saying a word.…

I teared up watching the trailer. I’m 41 and remember watching her on TV as a kid and it being so titilating. She truly is a treasure.

Also, if little Timmy or Suzie can’t handle hearing the word “bullshit” as a HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT, they’re going to be in a world of hurt in the real world. Lord...I had a friend over during high school and my Mom dropped a string of F bombs when she dropped a hammer while trying to rehang a door.  I was well prepared…

This was my very first thought as well.

I’m with you...my favorite show of all time.  I’ve re-watched the whole series a few times (something I don’t typically do) and damn it holds up.  

I went to Menchies recently and they had lemon Oreo flavored fro-yo that was incredible.

EXCELLENT!  My greatest achievement as a kid was climbing into my Dad’s closet at like 5:30am while he was in the shower and my Mom was 1/2 asleep.  My Mom was aware that I was in there, laying in wait for my Dad but said nothing.  I jumped out and scared him while he was in his underwear and he damn near had a heart…

My Dad and I used to jump out and scare each other all the time as a “prank,” but never once did that end in tears or with me fearing that my parents didn’t actually have my back.  This makes me so sad for these kids (and at the same time a little sad that my Dad and I never had the chance to monetize scaring the hell…

I’m in the midst of a tub of pico right now that has maintained a perfect onion-to-all-other-flavors ratio and it’s about a week old.  It’s a miracle substance.