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We love the White House Flickr photostream for pics like this of Obama playing peekaboo with the daughter of Director of Advance. Awwwww ...

And the results are in: The Irish accent has been voted "world's sexiest"!

Has it just been too long? Are you alone and Mapquesting nearby nunneries? Tips on how to get through a sexual dry spell.

Jump in the discussion: Should you tip your server regardless of bad service?


Seems like a nasty episode of "Nip/Tuck": This crazy plastic surgeon creates his "perfect woman" by performing eight operations on his willing wife.
Mary J. Blige performed the national anthem at the World Series last week -- with her sunglasses on. Was she disrespecting America?
Everybody needs one -- a cuddle buddy, that is. More than a sex doll but not quite a boyfriend, here's how to get that necessary accessory for winter.

Something amazing happened today -- a guy named Paul who works for Hot Pockets emailed us and asked if we'd be interested in running a video from their new ad campaign aimed at Young People. (#TGIF indeed.)

In my head, I thought, The only way I'm running this video is if it's of a giant, anthropomorphic Hot Pocket who is at a skate park, doing Xtreme things and handing out Hot Pockets to teens.

Well, guess what, guys -- it's my birthday. IT'S EVERYONE'S BIRTHDAY.

Please enjoy this unbelievable video. Skip to the midpoint if you want to see the terrified Xtremepocket lay prone on the cement while a bunch of carb-raging preteens ollie over top of him.

Being the president's daughter clearly has its upsides, but it's not all gumballs and jellybean trees.

For example, when Malia Obama got a C on a science test, daddy Barack Obama used her as an example at a press conference. Repeat: He just told the entire world her lousy test score.

Granted, it wasn't meant as a punishment, but it seems like our parents were always finding ways to do things that made us want to curl up in a ball and die a little inside.

Personally, I was a perfect angel (or what some kids would call a "brown noser") growing up, but when my older sister was in sixth grade, she decided she didn't want to be seen in public with my mom, who drove a beat-up old pickup named Rusty.

Since she refused to get in the truck, my mom hopped out, grabbed a scooter from the back of the truck and chased her around the playground on it. Heh heh heh. My sister did not find it so entertaining.

Looking back on the swinging '60s of "Mad Men," with its rampant sexism, cheating husbands and psychotic executives, allows us to consider how much things have really changed in the past 50 years. OK, at least VPs are no longer hooking up with their secretaries in noon-time trysts. And they definitely don't let you smoke in offices anymore.

Which brings up an important question: When you're watching the show, do you ever wonder which "Mad Men" woman you would be -- the saucy Joan Holloway, the earnest Peggy Olsen or the put-upon Betty Draper?

Take our quiz before Sunday's season finale episode and find out.

BlogHer writer Melissa Ford is the author of the infertility and pregnancy loss blog Stirrup Queens and Sperm Palace Jesters.

The convergence of H1N1 and the upcoming movie, "2012," has brought out the eternal debate -- how will life on Earth as we know it end? Will it be a virus or massive flu that spreads through the population, leaving behind only a small subsection of those with immunity? (Because there are always some people with immunity -- usually highly attractive people with great makeup or biceps -- when these things play out in the movies.)

Or will it be a series of natural disasters a la "2012," either predestined by nature itself or caused by our hubris with the environment?

Or will it be infertility?

A girl who appreciates the ramifications of a fourth-and-long Hail Mary on Super Bowl Sunday is an amazing find, like a head coach who doesn't wear pleated khakis. So when a girl's as excited for pigskin season as we are, we're looking forward to sharing boneless wings and broken remotes.

But if you're just along for the snacks, we can appreciate that too -- just be sure you don't rack up penalty yards by making one of the following calls, guaranteed to send you to the bench.

10. "I only watch them when they're winning."
Nothing grinds the gears of a diehard fan more than a fair-weather game watcher. Sure, it's more fun when they're dominating the division, but showing love for your team when they're down in the dirt is the same thing as showing love for your man when he's not at his best. That sort of unconditional support goes a long way.

9. "Football is so confusing!"
Not sure about a rule, term or ref's call? Ask us! Any conversation that places us in the role of expert is a touchdown, so don't be afraid to inquire. (But only if you're going to listen and not ask again. Plus, the basics aren't that hard to grasp.)

8. "Come on, don't paint your face. It's so lame."
Ironic, isn't it? You prefer that we abstain from makeup, yet won't let us see you without it?

7. "This is barbaric."
No more barbaric than a Prada BOGO sale on Black Friday. At least with football you can eat nachos.

Welcome back to the book club! Remember, everyone who comments by December 1 is eligible to win free copies of the book or a limited edition "The Dirt" lithograph. If you missed the first installment or just want more details, start here.

2. Women

In a memoir about sex, drugs and rock n' roll, there are going to be more than a few women of ill repute, along with some angels who save the bad boy heroes. "The Dirt" certainly has its share of both.

We're wondering, just like we did with Russell Brand's "My Booky Wook," were 1980s Sunset Strip-era Mötley Crüe at all dateable?

Is there any appeal to some dudes who are going to stick their junk in an egg burrito to "cover up the smell" of, shall we say, cheating on their girlfriends with anyone "stupid or drunk enough to get into Tommy's van."

(An egg burrito aside, who do you think got to be the first to use it? Who lost out and was last? Ew.)

What is it about these yahoos that makes them so appealing? There has to be something there.

After all, I've read this book at least three times now, and I still find myself laughing and finding these guys appealing. That may say something more about me than Mötley Crüe.

You've probably heard the joke that starts "Guys with big hands ..." But ever hear the one about people with long fourth fingers having huge tempers?

According to a new study, a hormone known as androgen, which affects masculine traits like aggression and strength, can affect finger lengths during a baby's development in the womb. When there are high levels of this hormone, an individual's fourth finger becomes longer than his or her second finger.

Backing their research up by studying monkeys, the scientists from the University of Liverpool have found that species that have high levels of androgen (like baboons) have a tendency to be more competitive and promiscuous while monkeys that don't have as much are more monogamous and aren't necessarily in it to win it.

So the next time you meet a new guy, don't be afraid to grab a hold of his hand and make the comparison. It may just be the quickest way to find out whether or not he has a short ... fuse.