I literally could not love Ta Nehisi-Coates more if I tried. Actually literally, in the correct sense of the word.

OMG, can I go out with him for you? I live in North Carolina, in a super-duper Southern-y town, but I'm actually a die-hard liberal bisexual from California. I wonder if I could fake being Southern born and bred well enough to fake him out until the dessert course. I promise that I'll blog about it for you!

Honey Boo Boo better watch out—you aren't allowed to sell Girl Scout cookies online, because half the point of selling cookies is for the girl to learn skills and interact with people in a professional manner. The Girl Scout mafia is going to take her badges away! ;)

Too bad they're hideous. The only possible reason to wear high heels is because they are sexy; wedges are not, so why wear something painful?

I hate to break it to you, Lindy, but nine-year-olds do not fit in high chairs.

I don't know how long you've been out of school, but I just became an RN seven months ago, and I assure you, that hasn't changed a bit. Having our one male student be ENDLESSLY fawned over by patients and doctors alike was insanely infuriating, especially because he wasn't even a particularly good student.

EXACTLY.

LOL! Eastern NC, just a few minutes from the VA border.

You aren't in North Carolina, are you? Because my husband desperately needs some friends, and it seems practically impossible for him to find any.

Go to Planned Parenthood, see a woman nurse practitioner, and tell them that you have never had an exam before because you are really scared. Seriousl—be honest. They will make you feel comfortable and wonderful, and you'll be healthier for it.

And older brother Memphis apparently gets totally left out of the "we're awesomely alphabetical" club.

Little Downham? Vicarage? A red post box? That is seriously the most Englishy English place to ever English. Seriously.

I seriously, really cannot decide whether I'm more horrified by the idea of middle school children being taught to shoot guns in school or the fact that only boys were allowed to do it.

My husband of a decade and I never celebrate Valentine's Day; we both think it's stupid. Generally, we e-mail each other dirty jokes as gag "Valentines."

Not only are these gown amazing and gorgeous, but am I the only one who actually sees a black woman and an Asian (Japanese, I think?) woman modelling?! And a woman who looks like she might be either biracial or Latina? Diversity! Amazing! :applauds Badgley Mischka

Yep—I haven't heard of it used for SVT, but in people who don't regain consciousness after a cardiac arrest, it's becoming more and more common and was taught as a part of best practices when I took my annual ACLS (advanced cardiac life support) class a few months ago. Even the little, rural hospital I work at has it…

I've never seen it. I've seen Pearl Harbor several times, and I feel like that's enough romantic schlop for one lifetime.

I watched AI one time, in an actual theater, and I will never watch it again. I staggered out of there sobbing so hard I couldn't even see and could barely drive myself home. It was agonizing, but luckily, crying like that in public wasn't embarrassing at all, because everyone else was too.

I grew up minutes from a military base in Southern California, then moved to Washington DC. I now live in rural North Carolina, and for the first time ever, I know that I'm not in a first-strike zone, and thus, might survive a nuclear war, at least for a while. It is *not* a comforting thought—if that shit ever…

They're on there right now, not far from the top! And there's a nice, close-up shot of them looking all horrifying and gross and Voldemort-esque. :nightmares for days