Yep. And as soon as your great-Aunt Eugenia steps in front of the projectors, you know, to examine the fantastical cake more closely, your disneyfied cake fairies are going to be flying across her butt.

Projection mapping, a.k.a synchronized projectors at different angles.

If your wedding cake includes projection mapping, you have gone TOO FAR.

I read "Breaking In" as "Breaking Bad"...I'd go to that wedding.

I see nothing wrong with your Billy Idol crush. Not then, not now!

I would like to add that the allure of celebrity is so strong that it would persuade someone to have sex with him...and don't get me started on Lil' Wayne...yeesh.

Cradle of Love is high on the list of "Random Songs that Entered My Head and Now I Must Listen to Them." I was 13 when I first saw this video. Oh, classic MTV.

Wiz Khalifia really lives out "Wake up and smell the Roses."

Jas and Ness Rose... Amber Rose... Peter Rose-nberg... all connected, you see? WAKE UP AMERICA.

Second only to Tension Tamer. That's my jam.

Eheheh. My grandmother was a school principal (for two W. Va schools) and a great reader. Consequently, she had tons of short story anthologies around. One featured a tale of a rural mother overwhelmed by messy kids and a hubby who refused to wipe his feet when entering the house. When her husband presents her with a…

This is so unbelievable that is has to be true. Back when I was just a dopey kid, probably around age 8, my dad came to me and asked for some help wrapping the gift he'd bought his wife, the mother to his, at that time, seven kids for Christmas. Mom had gone shopping, and so I said okay and went to get the wrapping…

Yeah, both of my parents are 64, and trust me, they would think this was a steaming load of sexist bullshit.

I'm guessing the reward for each question was reduced by roughly 20% as well.

Tebow did his thing on the sidelines. The penalty is applied for going to the ground on the field of play.

I got into wicca when I was about eleven, and branched out into other pantheistic religions at about thirteen. Holy Blood, Holy Grail was my study at 14, and the first summer I started reading the Dead Sea Scrolls. :D Strega is fascinating, but I don't think I could work skyclad that way, I'm too self conscious. I…

'merica! I can't hear you over my freedom!

This comic succinctly sums it up

Props to the Bengals; prayers for Leah & the Still family. And a reminder of how barbaric it is that a family in the richest fucking country on the planet could possibly be uninsured when a precious little girl has cancer. USA! USA!