Argh...wordpress hates me today. I'm reading the articles and commenting at my normal pace, and they keep stopping me by telling me "You're commenting too fast. Slow down." When I get this message my comments don't appear. There doesn't seem to be any standard. Some articles I zip through, comment and don't get the message, others I take my time with, spend fifteen to twenty minutes, and get the useless wordpress warning. I've never gotten it before today. Anyone else having this problem?

I like to read what my husband calls "Hell's waiting room" magazines, like Good Old Days. They have regular features of menus and ads from distant era's. Amazing stuff.

Throw my two cents in -- Venture Brothers all they way. GO TEAM VENTURE!

Also, I still love Pinky and the Brain.

This is something my husband would come up with. He recently turned an old brownie camera into a solar powered flashlight. Everything in our living room is from the 1940's, just repurposed for modern day uses.

He's worse than dead! His brain is gone!

I love the original Star Trek. There's just nothing better.

Unless it was sold as a kitschy gift at the Leaning Tower or at the Mystery spot anti-gravity house, then no.

I had no idea that some of those existed. Oh, wait, guess not.....

The only thing that could have made the video better is if Adam had have set Jamie's walrus mustache on fire.

I had no idea that young ants did this. I wonder how effective it is?
However, about older women of any form, you must watch out for them. They don't have anything to lose.

My cat is so fat that her belly drags the floor. There is no putting her on a diet. When her food bowl is empty she simply heads upstairs and intimidates the dogs out of their food. I must admit, that is something appealing about a fat cat. Mine is also old, so she doesn't move much. She's more of a furry, purring affectionate throw pillow.

Poor guy. That's got to make a man bitter.

Wow. If that's a typical day I don't want to go anywhere near this place.
"seekshelter"
3000 people is a tiny town? What the hell does that make my town, with 249 people?

The topics are sort of funny, more snort worthy than actual laughter, but the art work is like a talented five year old.
She needs to keep her day job.

And this solved their problem how?

That was the single most homoerotic thing I've ever seen. Did anyone else get the idea that if Jessica Simpson were in the room hot, buttered and naked, these guys wouldn't even notice?