Jeeze, I’m so old that when I read this headline, I thought “Gore girls” meant Al and Tipper’s daughters. Really.

This works best if you have consistently demonstrated in the past that you won’t rewrd repeated whining and begging. If you have been known to cave when things escalate but want to change this dynamic, expect it to get worse before it gets better. If you start saying no, expect your child to keep at it, more and more…

Should have done “Unlikely Lovers,” but there’s no part for Jason and also it’s a super downer. Pissed they chose a number where they had to change the best line, though. “How’m I s’posed to deal with that?” is a poor substitution for the funniest line in the show.

I believe the preferred term is “cocksucker suit.”

I saw something about this on an after-school special and was so excited to care for a fake baby or egg or whatever once I got to high school. Alas, my school didn’t do anything like this at all. I was so disappointed.

I need to get you guys together. Route talk is his favorite, and my eyes just glaze over. He can’t help himself, he just has to lapse into route talk all the time!

I have to think about this for myself, but I can absolutely guess my husband’s answers:

I agree that the spirit of the law is probably nefarious, but I’d be a lot more worried if this was required for all pregnancies not delivered to term, and if they were actually called “birth certificates.”

Right. Some will and some won’t. That seems related to choice, no?

I, too, am shocked at the miserable weather whenever I go back. I don’t remember my childhood being so...gray. I do remember wondering why there were so many poems and song lyrics about the beauty of spring, because my experience of spring was kicking black slush around for a couple of months until it suddenly turned…

“Jagoff” is too good for him, n’at.

My grandmother grew up in Troy Hill, and used to say that she couldn’t have white curtains because the pollution was so bad they would turn gray by the end of the day.

I think there is a difference between *requiring* birth certificates for miscarriages and simply allowing for the option. Early in my career I worked in a maternity hospital and was trained in perinatal grief support. I spent about a year doing things like dressing deceased babies, many desperately tiny and premature,…

These dummies allegedly did:

Completely understandable. Can’t live without Popeye’s! (I can live without Imax, though, it makes me seasick!)

That sounds good to me!

I am old enough to remember when seeing a movie and wandering around the mall was considered a great way to spend a Saturday night (hello, mid-80s!). I continued my love of walking around and looking at stuff in malls for fun and relaxation until the advent of the internet. Now I just like to look at stuff online.

I’m a sucker for any author who can casually reference both Stagedoor Manor AND the musical “Smile.” Good on ya, Joanna. We should start a show called “America’s Got Theatre Geeks.”

I would think it would be on the prescription bottle, “don’t operate heavy machinery,” etc.

Too true. I’m not on social media anymore, but when I was, I wouldn’t even post about the death of someone I knew personally and loved, lest I look like I was trying to jump on the grief bandwagon and make it all about me. I was always interested to see how many people would post about the death of someone I knew, and…