The WashPost is actually blogging the stupid Asshole Judge Loses Pants, Mind suit.
Hi-larious!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The WashPost is actually blogging the stupid Asshole Judge Loses Pants, Mind suit.
Hi-larious!
I think my bro and sister are supersmellers, if that exists. My sister can use her nose to help her diagnose patients.
I think it exists. I've "diagnosed" infections by smell.
The mitochondrial DNA testing package.
Thanks, ita. It's not as pricey as I had feared, so I might actually do it. After I buy some more toys.
What's the difference, really, between a supertaster and someone who is just a picky eater?
I used to get so mad when my grandmother would call me a picky eater. She said it with such disdain. Like I just DECIDED Brussels sprouts made me gag.
Congrats to your DH, FredPete, and sorry about poor Teddy.
His pants are worth millions? Those are some nice pants.
I've "diagnosed" infections by smell.
Me too!
The "Best of Craigslist" is cracking me up!
Let us frolic in my totally dope blanket fort.
Does Your Human Need a Date, Too? (I hope she found a good human!)
When Dorks Attack (which is oddly similar, at least thematically, to "That'll give you, er, bees!")
Let us frolic in my totally dope blanket fort.
This is -- and I mean this in the best and most affectionate possible way -- the most McSweeney'sesque thing I have ever seen outside of an actual issue of McSweeney's.
McSweeney's is having some serious financial problems right now: [link]
McSweeney's is having some serious financial problems right now:
Though holy crow, bidding on the David Byrne doodle is already up to over $900, with six days still to go.
I'd love to have the dosh to bid on this or this.
I just found at McSweeney's a t-shirt that graphically represents, rather accurately, a personally significant dream I once had. How odd. I bought it, of course.
My mom just sent me an email telling me she's planning a big book signing party for me.
And then there's this:
P.S. gavin is toilet training, he had an accident, I told him it was ok, that auntie Allyson peed on the floor when she was little. Now he keeps saying auntie Allyson pees on the floor. (sorry)
Now he keeps saying auntie Allyson pees on the floor.
It's your first scandal!