God knows how we got on the subject, but UD and I got to talking last night about how, as teenagers, we hadn’t really considered doing any of the things our parents seemed convinced we …

Sars,
I hate nylons. HATE. Thigh highs are my friends — not only do the good ones actually stay up, they make me feel sexy in a “I’m the only one who knows what I’m wearing …

Keeper of sage advice,
Life has not been easy, as it rarely is. I grew up in a little tiny town of about 100 people on the eastern edge of Alaska. Yup, the freezing middle of …

Hello Sars,
Is there a polite way to tell someone that their table
manners are horrid? I have an friend who has to be the
most disgusting eater I’ve ever seen. He puts his
face right down near his …

O Great Sars,
Is it “had got” or “had gotten”? As in, is it correct to say “when he had finally got a room with a window” or “when he had finally gotten a room with …

I can’t speak for anyone else in the city, but I really don’t pay much attention to dire snowstorm warnings. First of all, the local news has a way of blow-dry-who-cried-wolfing the most average potential …

Hi there, Sars —
About six years ago, I got baptised, having never previously been a member of any church or religion. It was the culmination of a lot of soul-searching, research, and eventual realization of …

Hey Sars:
I’m at the age where my son has started attending a lot of birthday parties. These kids are young enough that they all want presents to open up and play with right then — …

Dear Sars,
I have a problem, and you’re the most level-headed person I can think of to
help me with it.
I have a boyfriend. I love him, he loves me, and it’s like no relationship
I’ve ever had …