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Jess is going to a Dave Matthews Band concert next weekend.

I was at a DMB concert once. It was called 8th grade.

via Chris

When I was waiting for the elevator today I was standing next to a slimy looking guy in a suit. His phone rang (default iPhone ringtone) and he picked it up and said “Hi Honey – can’t talk right now I’m on a conference call on the other line… Oh hi Sweetie, be good for Mommy!” He hung up and put his phone back in his pocket.

There is nothing more uncomfortable than listening to a stranger tell a lie.

I think Vodka Tuesdays should become a weekly thing. Or maybe annual.

via Sara

There was a time in my life when the most attractive thing wasn’t the kid from 3rd Rock From The Sun gelling back his hair, shooting people and floating in elevators. That time has passed.

via Adrianne

A key difference between VHS and DVD is that when a DVD ends, it returns to the main menu where a 60-second music clip repeats again and again. If you were a teenager during the age of DVDs, chances are you’ve experienced making out with someone while the same jaunty little ditty looped endlessly in the background.

As annoying as this can be, it’s infinitely better than the sound of a clunky VCR trying to rewind a tape. No wonder grunge kids in the early 90s seemed so pissed.

I’m glad Hulu is coming out with an iPhone app. You can never have too many screens to not watch SNL on.

It gets a little awkward to see the same  person in the office bathroom multiple times per day, so whenever this happens to me I gulp a glass of water as fast as I can in an attempt to get onto a different schedule. One time I guess the other guy had the same idea because 25 minutes later we were both there again. Either that or I discovered his secret bladder control problem.

Over the past few months of running this site, I’ve realized that the most effective way to prevent something from appearing on the Internet is to not post it on the Internet.

Complaining about changes to Facebook’s design/privacy/news feed/applications/anything (usually on Facebook) has got to be an early indicator of senility.

At some point between a couple’s first date and when they get engaged, an annual “Anniversary” reminder gets added to one’s Google/Outlook calendar. I’m hoping to limit the number of times I have to delete these reminders to low single digits.

The worst thing about the auto bailout is that, in a way, now we all own PT Cruisers.