Impending apocalypse or not, the days of 2012 are numbered. I personally am hoping global catastrophe holds off until at least after I get a chance to see Les Misérables, but I'll try not to be greedy. The truth is that I spent much of this year enraptured, and as such I am here to pay tribute to everything that made my favourites list in these ( Read more... )

Truth be told, I haven't the slightest. I mean, if they were advertised as "hardy mums", can I go and ask for my money back? Shrivelled within a few weeks' time hardly meets my definition of hardy. That reminds me of the Demetri Martin joke about how he got a cactus plant and then it died a month later: "I was really depressed because I was ( Read more... )

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