Hear hear! An old high-school buddy and I (we are in our 40s) were discussing working out with some young'uns (20s). Young'uns wanted to know what kind of workouts we did to look so good (their assesment, not mine). High school buddy and I both agreed that at this point in our lives, it wasn't so much about…

marry me.

In addition to what you've said, girls have been playing recreational soccer in the US for around 35 years and have grown up with the sport. We understand the rules and the skills required to play and thus can appreciate the game in a way that we might not for sports that are not as accessible to most little girls…

throw a summer scarf around her neck and see if you can snag the Sartorialist!

Umm, shouldn't that be, "You Can't Fake Style"? because the whole point of counterfitting is faking fashion.

Bah! Hipster macaques with their ironic moustaches!

I think science has that nailed, it is science reporters who like to sensationalize stories that never seem to get it right.

Is multiple personality disorder part of the problem too, because I'm thinking maybe I created another Jezebel account and posted this when I was "sleeping" last night. Your description is spot on—especially the inability to express any need and the constant joking. I haven't pursued CBT, though I have a good friend…

Supreme Court of the United States.

Unless you mean he's acting like he's gotten that horrible snout cancer, like the poor Tasman Devils. Doesn't excuse his behavior but you can see how he'd be irritable.

And 65% said they themselves wouldn't want to get married if they were unemployed. Makes sense—financial dependence breeds resentment on both sides. I've dated guys who were unemployed but job-seeking and unemployed guys who feel entitled to other people's (read: my) money. Guess who makes a better partner.

Right? me too!

I'm just finishing up the foundation class, but already have an eye on competition for next year! Mmmm, delicious crossfit kool-aid.

As the spinster auntie and resident strength athlete of the family, nieces and nephews have always used me as monkey bars. I'm usually the one to volunteer to take the kid outside during restaurant meals when the conversation starts to get boring and the kids (and I) start to get squirmy. A favorite game is "drunken…

Nope, that's a toe to bar, not a chin-up. Dad's clearly into Crossfit.

Calling her unelectable is absurd as she's already been elected. But yeah, she'll be rejected for being female before being conservative.

I refer to it as my new superpower of invisibility. The only question now is whether to use the power for good or evil. I don't miss the catcalls, but getting served at a bar, for example, is a little tougher than it used to be.

Nope, don't miss it at all.

Recently, two young Russian couples have come into my life in different contexts and I want to make muppet versions of them because they are both so frickin' adorable. I will now insist on seeing their wedding photos.

Yep. The rules about clothing are pretty strict, down to what kind of undergarments you can wear. Every bit of cloth on your body has the potentiality to "help" with a lift. As cellulitey as my legs are, I would not be allowed to wear tights or leggings during a powerlifting competition—too much of an assist from…