Gah. Sorry.

I would prefer no one ever comment about my body, ever. A few years ago I lost 75 pounds and people acted like I had gotten a PhD. Happier than if I had gotten a PhD, really. A couple people especially gushed over me “You must be so PROUD! You must be so HAPPY!”

Nice work on the internet shaming though. I hope his family and friends - assuming he has some - see him!

You know what is weird? Ray Romano was on Parenthood and it was one of the finest acting jobs I have ever seen.

Yes, it happens everywhere, all the time. A friend found his roommate had set up to film their female roommates in the shower.

I thrift quite a bit. Latest find? A black canvas Dooney&Bourke bag, with a blessedly small logo plate instead of that ugly duck, for $6. It is perfect in every way - size, # of pockets, everything. MIne is solid black. Spotted on eBay used for $68. Woo hoo.

Ow.

Oh, you talk like you have never wanted to drill a hole in your head to let the demons out.

I had cats. They were furry and cute. They were also unreasonable bastards who would not let me sleep. No more cats for me.

If it is on the internet, it is 100% legit. It has to be. That’s the law.

Creepers have one million different stupid ways to creep.

See also: Irish Potato Famine.

Goddamn I hate phytophthora.

Made me sob. Such love is so sweet and rare.

I used to be a reporter in a very wealthy area. I stopped this gorgeous young woman in her lexus SUV with her massive wedding ring and asked a simple person on the street question (honestly, I think it was “How do you feel about people texting and driving in school zones?”) She looked at me with wide-eyed panic and I…

And the most entertaining.

That’s awful. I’m sorry you had to go through that.

Was the Cheesecake/Chocolate Cake Kid story in Thousand Oaks?

You’re missing the point, which is that, for these people, drinking is always immoral: