Happy Friday the 13th, everyone! There’s nothing quite like having the living crap scared out of you for the sake of a little fun.  And as luck would have it, today is the day to celebrate all that is creepy, crawly and down right horrifying.

For some of us serial killers, axe murderers and zombie brides make us scream out in fear; for me, it’s just about everything else. Even the idea of mesh shirts, Mr. Clean (I can’t explain it, something about his bald head and disapproving glare terrify me) and bad Botox are enough to make me cringe. The sight of one of these alone will have me under the covers until someone soothing coaxes me out with the promise of hot cocoa and a hug.

So in honor of the most horrifying holiday of all holidays, bring on the blood, the gore, and the headless corpses because I have a list of fears that are way worse. Grab something cuddly, have the hot cocoa ready and check out ten ways to be terrified this Friday the 13th. Read More »

“Americans for Prosperity” push their  no stimulus petition.

Martha Stewart doesn’t like your family and your clutter.

The science of smooching.

Westminster pups get the LOL effect.

Runway looks for under $100!

Got milk? Chris Brown doesn’t.

Crimped hair is back… I wish I were joking.

The Jolie-Pitt angels terrorize a hotel.

Katherine Heigl, and T.R Knight quit Grey’s. Say it ain’t so!

7 deadly dating sins and how to avoid them.

Who needs vitamins?

Dear Grey’s Anatomy,

This is the hardest letter I’ve ever had to write. We’ve had some wonderful times, you and I—all those steamy scenes in the elevator at Seattle Grace come to mind. However (and I say this with a heavy heart), it is past time to part ways. I simply cannot devote an entire hour out of my week to you anymore. At one time, I happily planned my Thursday evening around seeing you, but now? I hardly recognize you. You have changed in the last two years, and while I first stayed out of loyalty, that is no longer reason enough.

It’s not me, it’s you. I mean that in the nicest way possible…you’re really not my type anymore. I’m sure there are some who would find Izzie and Denny having passionate ghost-sex thrilling, but it’s just not for me. In the words of McDreamy, there should be more kissing. And between actual, live humans.

There used to be excitement. Addison Shepherd’s arrival at the hospital had me reeling. I nearly fell off the couch when Meredith put her hand in the body cavity with the bomb. Izzie’s romance with her heart patient (while he was still living, anyway) made me long for my very own Denny. When he died I cried in a manner unseen since Titanic. You used to incite a windstorm of emotions. I never knew what I was feeling. Did I want MerDer to work? Was Burke the right man for Cristina? And what about Finn? Read More »

Is a ladder more likely to fall on you today?

Lucky Jeans is having a huge SALE.

A Stop Lossed soldier answers your questions

A.C Slater strikes again!

There will be NO CHEERING at this graduation. Got me??

Everyone at Grey‘s is pissed off at Heigl. I’m pissed off that the show has slowly succumbed to boring-and-lame-itus

You know that guy who randomly Facebooked you? Yeah. He might be a monkey.

Happy Father’s day, you CREEPY Dads, you!

BritBrit gets an Emmy?! I’ll throw my TV out the window first…

Class of 2008, here’s some real graduation advice 

Wooo! I’m sure I wasn’t the only one to drink a bottle of wine while watching this anticipated and almost forgotten, brand new episode of Grey’s Anatomy.

On to the drama.

So last night was all about Bailey, who we usually know nothing about. But it’s never been more clear that her marriage is in shambles because of her obsession with her job.

Now at first, when her baby boy Tucker rolled in on a stretcher, I was ready to blame the husband. I mean, was that some kind of desperate and sick attempt to get some attention? Thankfully not, but I wasn’t cool with him blaming Bailey for the whole incident. I mean, dude, sh!t happens. I’m hoping that the healer was able to calm down the marital conflict there.

And while we’re on the subject, the healer woman interested me. I know most people probably thought her energy, shakra mumbo-jumbo was total bull but I wouldn’t write the practice off. Just think about how therapeutic yoga and meditation are — both of which are based upon using the body to increase well-being. It’s deep stuff. Read More »

Ok, there are few things I’d like to address about last night’s episode of Grey’s.

First, can someone please explain to me why McDreamy and the Chief are living in trailers? Last time I checked these guys were doctors. Don’t doctors make lots of cash and live in big houses? Maybe I missed something. Regardless, it’s a little odd that they’re just camping out on some grassy knole.

Then we have Izzy and George. I’m sure we all saw this one coming (no pun intended) and we can probably all relate to wanting sex to be really mind-blowing with someone, when sadly it just won’t be. But this whole relationship of their’s is getting annoying. I mean, yes, there needs to be some kind of conflict to keep us entertained, but where exactly is this going? Do we really see these two tying the knot or even having good sex? My prediction is that Izzy gives him the old, “let’s just be friends again,” speech, which may force George to go crawling back to Callie, (who p.s. sucks as Chief Resident) begging her for some actual good sex. Read More »