Wow, Oreo. So Brave! So, seven calories is great! Really good job! But... Snackwells only has 30 calories, and don’t they look great! And wouldn’t you feel so much better and loveable if you could say you lost ten calories instead of seven! Go you! So close!

I’m not Catholic (actually I was raised UU, which is essentially the opposite of Catholic), but I ended up in a Catholic school for a couple years. My takeaway? It’s fucking bleak. Eating/drinking Jesus? Keeping pieces of bones in pretty boxes? Holy Ghosts? That’s some crazy shit, right there.

Whaaaat! Thanks for the tip, this looks amazing.

It’s so weird to hear H. Jon Benjamin’s voice come from his actual human body. But I like it!

Great trailer. When does the full length movie come out?

Trump doesn’t need Miss USA anymore, now he’s part of the greatest, most American spectacle of them all: The 2016 GOP primary.

I haven’t actually announced my engagement to the “world” (i.e., social media), and I’m not sure I will. My SO doesn’t really care, and I keep putting it off for exactly the reason you describe. I’m wearing a ring so when people ask I tell them, and all the super important people know. Is it really that terrible for…

Even though that’s likely true, she still went along with it, and therefore deserves all our ire. You can always withdraw as a plaintiff.

The thing about this case that really got to me, is that it’s the legal embodiment of “I got mine, fuck you.” It was individuals who brought the suit; not a state, or a company. These four assholes said to themselves, “I have insurance and IGAF about anyone else but myself — so much so, that I’m willing to take it all…

I can’t wear scents, they either drive me crazy or give me a rash. But one of my grandmas wears a Lancome perfume (I don’t know which one; will have to find out) that is instantly recognizable. Every time I step foot near the makeup counter section of a department store, my mind goes, “Grandma!” When she passes I’m…

I feel this so hard. Like, in spite of myself, and it’s really freaking me out. My SO and I are recently “officially” engaged, and slowly but surely stumbling towards being legally wed. My college friends are having their first kids, and most of my high school friends are already on their second round; my parents…

Yes. Piers Morgan: Worse than Marmite.

I got my Kindle as a hand-me-down from my mom, and it’s still networked to her account so I end up reading a lot of rando books she’s downloaded. You can’t really read blurbs of books on the device itself, but we have very similar taste so I usually just trust and read whatever she puts on there. A couple weeks ago I…

Meh. Wake me up for Everclear [Makes] Matchbox 20’s Third Eye Blind. So many balding white cool-dad dudes; so much LULZ.

This was my absolute favorite part (excerpted from the Gawker post). He loves Chili’s! (I will take you there, Chan! You can have all the chicken crisps you heart desires!):

Ah! If only I had more cats!

Thanks, this is such a good resource. (And you’re the designer who guest-posted a few weeks ago, yes? Just want to say, your stuff is amazing, and thanks all the great advice!)

1. She was cleared of all charges, and no one else at the party was charged with a crime — other than this girl having the audacity to remind her friends of their 4th Amendment rights.

Exactly. He suffers from resting sad face. BUT THOSE PUPPY DOG EYEEEEES! He is so sad, but so beautiful.

Yoko gets a lot of crap, but this review is refreshingly unguarded. So many beloved older female artists seem so territorial about their work and are so, so shady to younger women who dare pay homage.