- I don't think it should be socially acceptable for people to say they are "bad with names." No one is bad with names. That is not a real thing. Not knowing people's names isn't a neurological condition; it's a choice. You choose not to make learning people's names a priority.
- [Question:] I'm buying this book for my daughter, whom I'm trying to reconnect with after my acrimonious divorce from her mother. Will this help me seem like a cool, understanding dad?
[Mindy's Answer:] Honestly, I think you should buy her some kind of SUV. That is what all the divorced dads did for their kids in my high school. A Land Rover, something like that. If you don't have that kind of money, I would just suggest reconciling with the mom.
- There is no sunrise so beautiful that it is worth waking me up to see it.
- I looked like the Indian girl who kept them "real."
- Like everyone normal, I would never have a bumper sticker, ever. However, if I saw one that read, "Hell is Waiting in Line for Brunch," I might buy a thousand and plaster my car with them.
That’s right. I finally lost it. I’ve crossed over to a higher Twitter status. Now I can tweet away without feeling insecure about being a virgin. Web life is good for the first time. From now on, things are going to go my way. No more Mrs. Modest Online Social Networker. Those girls don’t get the celebs. I’m tired of living my web life reading Twitter twits’ tweets from all the best celebrities. Soon, I’m going to be the one getting tweets from any famous person I want. I can already picture it – tweets with different celebs every hour. They’re going to be all over me. The new me. The better me. The non-virgin.
But of course, not everyone is happy for me: