Amen. I wanna get one of those 1950s leos cut straight across the bottom, like boy shorts, almost.

Yes, way beyond the sexual aspect - there are whole families that get to be together for a somewhat normal weekend (albeit in a really weird, fenced unit where one member has to go to the door every few hours and recite her name & serial number). That's a godsend for anyone with a loved one on the inside. The system…

Thank you.

Don't forget the salubrious effects of scoliosis! ;)

Oh, hell, I've got the same waist/hip ratio and I've only recently found American jeans that fit me properly! I shudder at the thought of trying at Uniqlo...

Hear, hear! We did the printed thing and the invitations arrived in horrible, unusable, pixelated form. Dashed out to Target, bought a few packs of pretty notecards, glued in some inserts we printed at some horrifying copy shop in Berkeley, and did my own calligraphy for the names and addresses. Mailing that stuff…

Yah, same. I refuse to participate in the tweeness arms race. That shit got real competitive, real fast. Also, I don't have $50k.

That stuff drives me nuts/makes me barf. I was scanning Offbeat Bride last night for hair accessory ideas and every wedding profiled was something as self-involved, overpriced, and annoying as any traditional, huge wedding. Vegan cupcakes, a kitschy venue, and an orange sash do NOT make a person an anti-bride or a…

D'awww! I want to bring home a ginger buddy for my tux. Somebody down the hall has a sweet, new ginger tabby and I am trying so hard not to just station myself outside the cat's sun-basking window like a creeper.

I love hearing that stat - my family adopted a family of four orange girls off the street, in the mid '90s. People were always surprised that they were lady cats. We just lost the last of them at age 18. They were semi-feral, but pretty good girls. Apparently we bogarted the entire state's supply of female orange…

Shout out to the Bay Area's Killer Queens!

Oh blarf! I think I dated your brother in college. haha

God, mine once sprayed herself down with designer perfume IN THE CAR. We were all trying to breathe through those useless arrow-slit windows in the back of the minivan. Near-migraine experience.

You'd think it would have at least bothered them for the first hour after the initial application, before they became used to it - so why did they keep putting it on, enough times to stop noticing how bad it is? When I try scented lotion at shops, there is a long period of regret and minor headache before the smell…

Sure, but they have the fun of freaking out together, while we pirates had to freak out solo whenever it was that we watched the episodes by our lonesome.

Stuff works out semi-okay for them by the end of the season. What happened to her obviously can't be undone, but there is a little bit of justice.

My cat rides an invisible roller coaster. :)

That's a damn shame! I think I heard some explanation that the kind of plastic used in produce bags was okay enough by our local standards. Who knows.

I've just been using produce bags. Ain't no thing.

Shout-out to our ten-year-old selves: