Because bluebirds are so damned happy. Supposedly.
Happy St. Patriggggbllllllllaaaasaaaaarggghhhh. . . !
It’s the small things about people that will surprise you the most.
Are you a know-nothing when it comes to Cupid’s cuddliest holiday? Take this quiz and find out!
Have you ever found yourself in this dilemma?
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When you think “Owen Wilson” these days, you’ll also thing “Melissa Villaseñor.” Trust me on this one.
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A clipping about rule of order in English adjectives is making the rounds. But what is a rule but a thing to be broken?
There was a man. There was a woman. There was a murder. This is her story.
Who says it has to be a silent night? We can make it a little loud, don’t you think?
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The Husband says he bought a new pair of Pollos and he’s almost finished reading The Lolololag Largolarginaut. How are you?
Musician Thao Nguyen’s Holy Roller reminds us that we can never get to the end of want—or claw-foot banjos. Yum.
O—Let all the words and all the dogs spill forth!
The loss of my friend Mark was devastating. This memorial may be one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to write.
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Do you have a gigantic dog who likes to be held like a baby? Well, we do!
So, I guess I should say that The Husband doesn’t ordinarily wear a tiara? Also? Ireland.
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According to The Husband, there can only be one Dr. Pepperlander.
You know what? I turned 40 on Monday. Here’s an illustration of what I think of my forties so far.
Help me, Twittermonster. Please save me from myself.
There is no greater sleight-of-hand than a name.
I once allowed a woman to call me Whitney for eight years without correction. Have you ever done something like that?
