I just told my 7yo about the stork and we laughed about it. They also remember a Pixar short about a cloud and storks, so I suppose it lives on in cartoons. But, David Sedaris---omg, love that man. I've seen him twice and just want to join hands with the crowd who I assume are all smart enough to love him too.

What I don't like about the sexualization of breast cancer awareness is that it seems like the underlying message is "Save your boobs b/c we (men) like them". And, "as long as you're hot." The whole "save the tatas" or "boo-bees" tee shirt thing are funny in a wink-wink kind of way. I don't find this pouting, come-hither model funny. I think it's sad that we have to become sex objects in order to get people to pay attention to a terrible disease. And, can you imagine the uproar if there was a campaign to "save the breasts" that showed a baby nursing? I'm sure there would be many saying how "disgusting" that is.

I would love for Gabourey Sidibe to appear on his show and prove him wrong by showing that side of her that people love to see on the screen and in interviews. I bet she could win him over, even without flashing her boobs.

Wow, such great insight---I haven't watched either show, but I wonder a lot about our role as parents and what happens when a kid gets on the "wrong track"---was it lack of parental involvement, peer pressure, or something inside the child that made them more likely to make bad choices? And, yay for the family dinner! I never thought much of them growing up, although I was always able to talk to my parents and now realize how special those moments were. And now my husband and I go to great lengths to eat all together every night. I don't need a study to tell me we are doing the right thing----our time as a family unit is so limited with everything the kids do, we need to have a moment when we're all together. And, I'm going to get that game Blurt the next time I'm at the store. Sounds like a blast.

You MUST recap the next trainwreck show! Please, pretty please!!!

You know we'll be cheering you on wherever this journey takes you. Love the photo of Liz with the Ramen noodles. Do you know I'm spending Valentine's Day with you lovebirds? Stick me in a corner with Emily and some Chocolate Pot De Creme, and I won't make a peep.

Wow, there was a time when I thought the people who read Salon were intelligent. After reading a couple pages of those comments, they sounds like a bunch of thugs in a bar fight. Blech.

I'm not sure I'll ever share my experiences with PPD which turned into PMDD and left me pretty much a mess once a month, but I think sharing your experiences could possible help someone else recognize themselves in your words, and that is a helping thing. Believe me, it takes a strong person to type your words, and I'm just not that strong (yet).

Great review---I didn't see the interview but this is such a sad story of how far someone can fall. Their poor daughter! I hate to think of what she witnessed.

But, they don't believe in birth control, so I guess, theoretically, she has two choices: 1) stop having sex; 2) have babies until menopause. I'm betting Jim Bob (is that the father's name?) is opting for #2. Why can't I stop singing Every Sperm is Sacred whenever people bring up the Duggars? I wonder how baby #13 feels about all this---how much time do they really get with their mom? Hell, I schedule "date nights" with my kids just so I feel like I get decent 1x1 time with them!

If I say that I've never seen a single episode of any of those shows would you say 1) wow! you must read a lot; 2) where do you live, under a rock?; 3) you're the idiot watching Wipeout instead of real tv, right? And, yeah, it'd be 3. (BTW, I'm impressed that you can write your statement under Buffy without fearing that you'll be living with lockjaw for the rest of your life)

I didn't have a body like that at 12, at 22, 32 and sure as hell not at 42. That woman got the good genes.

You do have a point. Especially since you have to say Indigenous Norwegian Rock in the same deep, thunderous voice as the guy who says "Sunday Sunday Sunday" for the monster truck rallies. But with a British accent. Don't worry, I think we'll all overdose within a week leaving you guys to sweep the charts.

Shoot, I missed this episode and I blame a small hotel room with three kids who needed to sleep. Hope to catch it on rerun but appreciate the commentary. My sister and I would name our metal band, "Indigenous Norwegian Rock" after something used to make the awards at the Olympics years ago. I think our band and Nitro Gazpacho will be in the Battle of the Bands finals.

Whoa, I thought maybe she had decomposed a bunch which is why they went with implants. The fact that he went through those steps to make it harder to ID her shows he was seriously one sick, f-d up guy. That is really, really awful. I did watch that stupid Megan show even though her voice made me want to punch my eardrums out. I don't even remember Ryan, but I would've pegged that plumber as someone about to snap.

I just got a lovely email from someone I know who I counseled as she pulled her son from school to homeschool. It took her the year, and some time to reflect, but she's now able to see how far he has come in a year and how good the change was for him. So, I think it may not always be totally obvious, but in the long wrong, I think this will be a good change for him! Good luck!

That is a great line but remind me to never, ever eat at his restaurant. If I found a hair in my food, I'd never be able to eat again.

Dating in the Dark. I think it hilarious to watch the people try to find each other in the pitch black, and fun to hate them with the heat of a thousand suns for rejecting someone for their looks. Even if I secretly agree with them.

Ack! Hoarders! Guaranteed to make me want to throw away everything in my house. The woman who ate expired food as long as the packaging wasn't bulging TOO MUCH is haunting me now.

She looks like those crazy people who can pop their body out of a straight jacket. And that nude body stocking is so disturbing. Oh, why, or why did I watch that video?

Maybe I am just a true romantic (ha!) but I think Sal did get some loving after the whole coitus-interruptus fire alarm thing. Didn't it seem that way when Sal came running into the London Fog meeting all flustered and late? I took that to mean that he had a "reason" to be late for the meeting. I fell asleep for the last 15 minutes of the episode. Thanks for filling it in for me.

I'm not sure if this will make you feel better, but I'm home with the kids every single day (we homeschool) and I STILL hear, "I never get time with YOU!" from the little rascals. I swear they would suck every last minute out of me and still complain that it isn't enough. We all do the best we can. And, I think someday they'll know this.

Do you suppose that he's making this statement b/c he loves that little sperm who has (presumably) grown up to be Paris, and wants to be a positive addition in her life? Or, perhaps he just wants to get his hooks into some of that "Jackson fortune". I'm pretty sure that once you spooge into a cup and hand it off to someone to "create" a baby (or not), you've kind of given away any parental rights. At least, I hope so.