mustache

Have you ever gone overboard when it comes to celebrating your kid's birthday?
Where is the line that says--okay, you know what--that's too much?
WHY exactly do some people feel the need to turn birthday celebrations in to a chance to show off to their friends and neighbors?
These are things I REALLY need to know.
Here's why...

1. Talking about your stupid spider bite.

2. Looking at Cheetos with a loving eye.

3. Talking exuberantly about Shark Week.

4. Wondering why Karl Rove gets away with all he does because I’m afraid if he doesn’t testify, he’s setting a terrible precedent. Not to be confused with a terrible president. We have that already.

Stuff White People Like is so three months ago. It appears that How Not To Act Old, the brainchild of author and blogger Pamela Redmond Satran, is the quirky satirical blog of the moment.

From Macleans, a poem in memory of John Oates’ mustache.

My favorite stanza?

Hall was tall, he was blond
He could sing in falsetto
But John Oates’ soup strainer
Helped fill up his bed-o

Great idea to bring a little respite for those long walks to and from those few available bathrooms around Nashville.

So Stabert and I have noticed that everywhere we go, we see Richie Kirkpatrick from Ghostfinger—not the actual dude, but throngs of his look-alikes. Yesterday alone, I saw four of them at Emo's while catching Constantines, Shout Out Louds and Tokyo Police Club.

I hope I'm not the first person to remind you that tomorrow is Valentine's Day. But if I am, don't fret. I've got plenty of last-minute ideas sure to make even the most brittle romance blossom like a hothouse flower. Take a look:

Video of Alicia Keys’s dress rehearsal and a behind—the—scenes look at how the halftime show is produced. Note: What you hear Keys perform is not what you’ll hear tonight.

Also on video: the best and worst Super Bowl halftime performances.