Q&A: Sunday Supper (AKA - You do WHAT to stuff a bird?)

I don't know if I've ever mentioned it before, but every Sunday I do something that is extremely 1950s and suburbanish: the Captain and I go over to my parents' house, my brother comes over, and we all cook a meal together and have dinner. It's like Norman Rockwell, but with raunchier jokes and alcohol. » 9/28/14 2:21pm 9/28/14 2:21pm

AMA: I Worked in A List Hollywood for More Than a Decade

Ah, Hollywood. Signs, shopping, movie stars, homeless, clothing on display worth thousands of dollars, tons of high rises, knowing that "the zone" means, and considering it a major accomplishment that you remember anything at all after the agency wide Christmas party with not one, not two, not three, but FOUR bars… » 9/19/14 1:21pm 9/19/14 1:21pm

I Got Married on 9.10.11 - Tell Me Everything I'm Doing Wrong

In honor of my anniversary, and because I'm a glutton for punishment who delights in the shady advice of others, I want to hear about all the nonsensical advice you got on your wedding day that continues to either be (a) batshit insane or (b) now makes sense and OH MY GOD, DID AUNT BERTHA ACTUALLY MAKE SENSE?! » 9/10/14 3:31pm 9/10/14 3:31pm

A Field Guide To Dying

Last night, I had another dream about death. That's not unusual; they usually come to me at least once or twice a week, but this one had the pleasure of being even more terrifying than usual. I was living in a house that was a strange mashup of both my apartment and my parents' house. My husband had divorced me, so I… » 7/21/14 8:00pm 7/21/14 8:00pm