the one and only reason i would wish for a jennifer lopez biopic is to see paul schneider play this doucheburger.

riiiiiiiight?

Bravo, slate.com, bravo.

“Many wine critics criticize the wines marketed as Beaujolais Nouveau as simple or immature. Wine critic Karen MacNeil has compared drinking Beaujolais Nouveau to eating cookie dough.”

that’s not the argument to use when trying to deter me from something, Karen.

Everything about this commercial is amazing.

How does NOBODY know who A.J. is by the end of this intimate dinner party!?

Nerese Campbell in the house!

i think we’re ignoring the real winner here.

Red!

From the rules of ”Silent Football.”

I am currently reading Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier and am feeling quite Victorian, so I’ve been researching old parlour games to introduce into my social circle. So far they are all terrible (and therefore fantastic?) including Are You There, Moriarty? and SnapDragon, which would surely result in burning down my home.

mom’s review: “you sure do wear that dress a lot.”

ed. note: i would not have pizza at my engagement party. ok, maybe i would.

bravo, art!