It was going to be a long, long, very long time before anyone in the crowd realized that the writing on the wall was old, even ancient you might say as a slight, cold trickle of rain dribbled down upon the crowd a woman wearing a tattered hat craned her scrawny neck, squinting her eyes nearly closed she read out loud "This is the 34rd year that the English Department at San Jose State University has rewarded writers for the worst opening line in a (non-existent) novel."

"This is the 34rd year"... 34rd? WT??? Shirley this needs to be corrected. Yes?

The best way to get me to buy a car is to not pressure me. Let me look around, ask questions, take a test ride or 2 and then leave me be to discuss what I liked and didn't like with my husband. IF I want a car then I'll sit down and see what deal works for us. It might take 2 or 3 visits before I'm ready to buy. If that's a problem for the salesperson then that's just too bad. I am not a spontaneous buyer of cars or puppies.

I was 12 when the movie came out. My family had just moved to Michigan before Kennedy was shot. I remember around Christmas time the Beatles were going to perform on Ed Sullivan's show (I think in early January). My grandparents lived with us 6 months of the year and I remember my Nana saying she thought the Beatles were just wonderful. Took me back a bit but I was thrilled that the whole family like them. Beatles fan forever!

In my mother's high school yearbooks the popular look for guys was the 'bird's nest'. This was back in the late 30's and the look was a guy's hair piled up on top of his head with strands of hair shooting out in all directions. It really does resemble a bird's nest full of sticks and twigs. I wonder when that look will come back into fashion?

This reminds me of when I was a child and I had a "365 day storybook". On my birthday the story was about a poor Native American man who came to a farmer in the dead of winter. The man had very little, barely any food and nothing to drink but water, although he did have a large woven basket. He asked the farmer for a drink of cider. The farmer thought to trick him, laughed and told him that he could have all the cider his wicker basket could hold. The basket was not tightly woven and water proof. The man went away and came back later that day and gave the farmer the basket. He had dipped the basket in the river over and over until it was covered in ice and therefore leak-proof. The farmer grudgingly gave him all the cider that basket would hold.

It was one of the first stories I ever heard and I just love it for a number of reasons.

When my family moved to Michigan (originally from Massachusetts) our entire subdivision was undeveloped. Our home was the 3rd home built on the vast site. The developer was smart. He didn't bulldoze down the forest. He gave the lot buyers the choice of leaving the trees on each parcel for an extra $250. Most everyone did this. Anyway, having tons of trees and lots of building materials strewn around, my treehouse ended up like a mini mansion. Loved it, loved it, loved it!

'This result indicates that cats are able to use vocal cues alone to distinguish between humans.'
No, really? My, what astounding news. Cats can recognize their 'staff' just by their voices! Humans do the same thing.
Hmm... wonder how much money was spent on that foolish test?

I can't believe I watched this whole video. Sort of like gawking at a train wreck. Wish she would have used face powder after each liquid foundation layer so it wouldn't have felt so greasy for her (and it would have built up the muck even thicker). Got to give her big kudos for going through all of that. So glad it wasn't me.

I went to Canada back in the 80's and went to a restaurant/bedNbreakfast for supper called "The Waterlot". I and my husband had no idea how expensive it would be. We were starving. We had one of the most expensive meals but one of the best meals ever in our lives. Each dish would bring a waiter with a palate cleanser between dishes. The palate cleansers were sherbet in tiny cones and wonderful. But what impressed us the most (sorry, I know it's not a big deal but it was to us) was the deep fried parsley which was used as a garnish and a palate cleanser. We loved it so much when we got home we bought a deep fat fryer just so we could fry up the parsley. Yes, it needs to be water free and you only fry it for 5 seconds. It comes out like something that would shatter if you bumped it. Clearly, it's been dried and fried but there is something very satisfying about doing parsley this way.

"we're allowed to let the sucks (or worse) flow freely when we're in mourning, especially if the deceased is the family dog." OR CAT!!! OR TURTLE, MOUSE, HAMSTER, RAT, ETC. Please, let's not be so pro-dog.

Procreating needs no help. The fact that some places assume that newlywed people need 'help' is just a farce so the 'friends' of the bride and groom can annoy the crap out of them.

His Travolta Black Licorice Twizzlers hairdo is too funny.

I thought the thong string/strap visual had died out about 7 years ago. Maybe it's making a comeback? So soon? Why not. Everything's tacky nowadays...