Feel free to throw out the biggest lie anyone ever told you during a date/romantic encounter. Some guy was once telling me about how we should go to a Yankees game, about he and his "female roommate" go all the time. Next time we talk on IM I ask, what does your roommate do? Well, uh, I don't technically have a roommate....I live with my fiance and her brother. HAHAHAHAHHAHA. Bad liars. I can't get enough.

Does a lie of omission, like not saying "I'm married" count?

If you're macking on somebody, "forgetting" to tell them you're married definitely counts, IMO.

I am ashamed to say that someone I know once told me he was on the male Pill.

Fingers crossed!

If you're macking on somebody, "forgetting" to tell them you're married definitely counts, IMO.

macking on, sleeping with, same thing, right?

Funny but I'm hung up on the tweeting from a plane. I thought internet use was still prohibited in the air?

Some flights now offer Wi-Fi, so I suppose you could update your Twitter on those flights.

Or she broke the rules and she's about to get in big trouble.

Some airlines offer wifi now. I don't know how it works, but I used to know a guy that was helping to develop the technology to do it. Unfortunately I knew him from playing pool at the bar, so when we would talk about his work I usually had consumed a few beers and don't remember many of the details.

Or, what TPS said,.

I was on a plane last year that had free Wifi, can't remember what airline. I don't tweet but I did update my Facebook status from up there.

Funniest thing to me is that when I learned the actor in question was dating (and I guess eventually married) his co-star, I assumed she was his beard. And I'm not one of those guys whoever claims to have gaydar, especially for celebrities. Guess my 'gaydar' is really a 'weird creep detector' -- which... yeah, actually that makes a lot of sense.

(Yes, I did used to watch Port Charles - the soap opera where they met -- but the reason why I know about who they married off the show is a "degrees of separation" real world thing.)

One of the worst things about Wi-Fi on planes -- at least when I've seen it -- is that is (a) you're expected to pay for it and (b) it replaced any sort of inflight entertainment (if you pay for it, you can watch the in-flight movie on your device over Wi-Fi)

But I may just be talking out my ass because I don't fly that often.

I don't suppose it was a lie when those 80-year-old guys on match.com told me that they "felt much younger." They're entitled to feel however they want. Looking and acting much younger, well, now that was a different story.

Holy shit. I didn't know him, but I went to high school with this guy. He graduated a year or two ahead of me and was pretty jock-y (it was a pretty jock-y school), but I do remember seeing a performance of Little Shop of Horrors that he starred in. Funny.

What a clusterfuck. Here's Brian's testimony of faith, his "walk with God," and his gravitation toward "family-friendly" roles.

What a reprehensible toad.

Christianity Today did a little profile on him in April; it mentions that he was a recovering alcoholic 1.5 years sober. Maybe not anymore, and I could guess this embarrassing behavior might be exhibit A of why he wants to stay away from alcohol. Hope he can get back on track.

He seems like somebody who's really very far from being honest with himself, let alone anybody else. It'll be a lot of work.

The last plane I was on, the two people next to me kept talking for about 12 of the 15 hours. I wanted to kill them borh. They were strangers at first, then discovered they were bith super-Christian, with older guy being a pastor and younger guy considering seminary. Younger guy then gave THE MOST IDIOTIC defense if the Bible I have ever heard ("People wrote it down, so why us it any different from, like, a newspaper? People have fairh in newspapers!"). I'm not really anti-Bible-as-history but I still wanted to beat his face in. He was also against gay marriage. I was wearing earplugs and heard every single idiocy thus guy spewed forth, for 12 hours.

Whoa. There but for the grace of God go I. That sounds like the flight from Hell, Occhiblu.

I guess, I've been lucky, I've only ever gotten an elderly lady ask me if she could hold my hand during take off because they "made her nervous." She squeezed my hand pretty tight, but no broken hand bones or anything, she was actually pretty sweet. I guess she had a son about my age...

Occhiblu - you are stronger than I am. I couldn't butt out of hearing a conversation like that.

Who has the energy to talk for 12 hours? Eesh. Sorry, occhiblu.