In case you weren't aware, traveling sucks. And many of you will probably be doing a lot of it in the next few days. Because we care about your well-being, your happiness, and your potential trip to the mile-high club, we're sharing this study done by AXE which gives you the best and worst airports to "make a connection."

My dream is to pilot a car fueled only on mayonnaise and Worcestershire sauce from Kennebunkport, Maine to Schenectady, New York. My second dream is to sit next to a hot and flirtatious girl on a transatlantic flight (preferably a ballerina with a hot accent). Since it's now mandatory that I'm sat next to an over weight guy who spills his honey roasted peanut crumbs on me and speaks - at great length - about his love of pinochle on each flight I take, the hot chick scenario doesn't seem likely. Still, this list gives me some hope of where I can try to find some action.

Here, without further ado, are the best airports to find true love in.

Every October, Neil Young hosts the Bridge School Benefit in San Francisco. An all-star concert where artists give their time and talent to raise funds for "children with severe physical impairments and complex communication needs. One of the thrusts of the program is the use of advanced augmentative and alternative communication systems and assistive technology."

If you know of a more noble cause, I'd like to hear about it.

In 1994, Pearl Jam played their b-side rarity "Let Me Sleep." A beautiful song about childhood memories of Christmas. This is the only time the song has been played live.



"When I was a kid oh how magic it seemed, oh please let me sleep its Christmas time"

You see an unfortunate coincidence, I see an ideal marketing tie-in. According to RadarOnline, Redbox is pulling all of these posters from their kiosks.

(via The Superficial)

A Wii is THE WORST gift to give someone who has Parkinson's Disease.  That is all.

My at-home bar consists of three year-old grenadine, two cans of Coors Light, a shaker (missing the top), and a fancy wine opener. So it goes without saying that, should someone come over and ask for a drink, their choices are limited. Well that's all about to change.

The nice folks at Jim Beam sent me a bottle of Red Stag, their black cherry flavored bourbon - and it's good. Ridiculously good. It has all the attitude of bourbon without any of the tear-inducing qualities. With this radical introduction to my otherwise wilted liquor offerings, I was inspired to get off my ass and improve the quality of my bar. And so, I consulted World Record holding bartender and mixologist Bobby G for some tips and holiday recipes. He did not disappoint.

Edith Cavell Hospital produced this "Little Premature Christmas Card," which they sent out in October.

And that reminds me, time to send in my annual charity donations.

Copy reads: Every year, the premature baby unit at Edith Cavell hospital sends cards to the other departments as well as to ex-patients. This year, they sent this card in mid-October. When you open it you see the message:

Via ScaryIdeas

A handy how-to guide on getting your cats to yodel.

No cats were harmed in the making of this video. But they were quite annoyed.

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