"not to speak ill of the dead"—Whereupon you do. Did the poor kid deserve to die?

A mostly-plastic Blonde White Woman (which is the only kind they have on their shows, except for that horse-faced woman, Greta Van Flustering) defending another mostly-plastic Blonde White Woman, Miss "Mean Girl" 'Murrica.

That's kind of off-topic here...we're talking about lab animals and NIH research.

Thanks for the clarification!
The NIH does great work.

^^^^This.
A long time ago, I had a govt job as a receptionist. I was bored out of my mind, but I was a receptionist, what do you expect? We had an employee who was hated by everyone, that our boss would have loved to get rid of, but he couldn't. He managed to slough her off to another office, and she sued him for…

When I lived in Russia in 2004-2005, all the Russian ladies were rockin' the metal-tipped stiletto heels, both pumps and boots (weather depending). Me, I trudged around in my comfy Uggs.

Both NC and SC style BBQ are excellent.
I can vouch for SC-style mustard-based BBQ.

Regular grits are meh, but cheese grits are AMAZING.
Regular grits are less meh if you mix them with scrambled eggs—even better if you mix them with scrambled eggs, bacon, and 57 Sauce. Yum.
But cheese grits are the best.

I have seen durians at the local Asian supermarket. They are big, spiky, and stored in refrigeration to keep the smell down. I've once eaten a durian pastry. One of these days I'm going to try something more overtly durian-flavored.

I, on the other hand, loathe lima beans. I loathe them with the fire of a thousand suns.

Was she Russian? Russians seem to love their metal-tipped stiletto heels.

You are correct, sir.

In-grey-purgatory-since-signing-up-here-too, signing in. Even before the Great Greyening.

That is all so, so sad. I'm sorry.

Ditto!

Because Arizona.

Jesus Mulligan would be a good name for a rock band (WBAGNFARB, if you follow Dave Barry...).

Why not ask your father those questions and just don't tell your sister? Someday she might want to know. Or your kids might want to know.

She absolutely did cheat—she dated a married man. That's still adultery. People pretend like adultery is victimless—two consenting adults, yackidy schmackidy—but there's always someone else who gets hurt. And if there are kids, more than one who gets hurt by it.

They are both responsible. It takes two to tango.