I nominate Burt Ward's Boy Wonder: My Life in Tights. (He was 'Robin,' from the 1960's Batman.) It's AMAZINGLY gross!

http://www.amazon.com/Boy-Wonder-My-…

Are you me? Because your story sounds identical to mine. Identical. It's only been in the past 15 years (I'm 42 now) that I've started to try, you know, working harder. I had huge gaps in my skillset as a kid and teenager (genius IQ but has never flown a kite or learned to swim, etc.) and had a miserable time at…

If someone had told me that my freshman year at Reed, my life would be totally different now.

Eh, blame the early 90's Reedie in me but Lattimore or GTFO.

You know, he gets shit on a lot because he's Park Slope Royalty, but Paul Auster was favorite American novelist for a verrrry long time.

Both of those books deserve to be ten-foot tall people who live forever.

Counterpoint: The character of Daria Morgendorffer was based on real-life co-creater of the show, Susie Lewis, who was (and I'm sure still is) the shrillest, most-unlikable bitch anyone could ever have had the bad luck of working for. She dismissed anything that wasn't her idea, but would be unable to express her…

In Portland, where there aren't any cover charges or door fees, it's $4-$6 a drink and a buck a song at the rack. You can go with friends, kill a fun hour or two and still spend less than $40.*

*assuming you don't want a lap dance. I really don't get the appeal of them, and have had all of one in my entire life.

Stories like this are fascinating to me, a liberal-as-hell straight guy in Portland, the most sex-positive city in America. Not only are the experiences being described here - by both the birthday girl and by Emma - completely alien to any experience I've ever had at a Portland strip club, but the repeated use of the…

Wow, a year ago I spent just over 2 months unemployed, sending out resumes and I didn't use any of those words when job-hunting (and I work in digital media workflow/video syndication/new media distribution.)

Huh!

As a straight, 40something married white guy, I have nothing to add to the launch of Millihelen besides a hearty "Congrats."*

*Okay, I lied. I've also got to add that anyone who thinks that moron "rapping" over Yan Tiersen's theme to Amelie is somehow an improvement on the original is DEAD WRONG.

Uh, yeah. No. My wife is 4'10" tall and when people with big hair sit in front of her at the theater, she can't see shit. If your hair's the same size/height/volume as a hat, you have a responsibility to the audience members behind you to batten that shit down.

Then you, my friend, need to read The Fermata by Nicholson Baker.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Fermata-Ni…

Oh my god. My friend fucked Norm McDonald for a while, and told me he only had one ball.

Me: Are you kidding me?
Her: It's true! I saw it with my own mouth.

Hoo-boy, you must be fun at parties.

Blackmail? Outing a gay co-worker? What the fuck. No, I've done it to unnerve them and wipe a few smiles off faces. Also, being a Fetlife member isn't an inborn orientation like being born gay or left-handed. It is the very textbook definition of a lifestyle choice.

I LOVE asking smug, pushy people that I come in contact with at my job "What's your Fetlife profile name?" If they know what I'm asking, their faces go white with embarrassment and then they STFU.

Although I'd never act on it in a million years, I met my only female cousin as an adult, about four years ago, and we couldn't stop staring at each other and giggling. That night she and some of her friends took me out dancing and we got drunk and took a bunch of selfies. Looking at them later, we most definitely…

So that's what's going on with Chelsea Peretti's neck! Thank you!*

*srsly - the first time my wife made me watch Brooklyn Nine-Nine, I thought they're hired a lizard person or something.

Oh God, this was only 3 months ago and I feel like I'm just now finally healed.