A big meal always makes be go all Freak Out End of The World, too.

Given the links between BC pills and some forms of cancer, an exam seems reasonable. I don't have a problem with Docs requiring a visit. I'm a dude, and I can't get a whole shit ton of my Rx renewed until I show up for a full physical, including the always popular scope-up-the-ass procedure. My objections are when…

Uhhh...no.

As an assless American, I am deeply offended by this comment. I demand an apology, and I intend to start the 1 million assless march tomorrow. Rick, are ya in?

Two things. (1) That's phasing out, not fazing out. #corrections

Oh, I am interested in all sort of literature, usually not of the monocausal type. Pap smears aren't fun, but the science suggests that they are worthwhile for some women at some times. More to the point, I don't believe we can blame everything on "the patriarchy."

About.com? For medical information? Really?

You're making the common and understandable error that there is some medical logic behind the logic that led to this bullshit ultrasound requirement. It was enacted simply and solely to serve as a deterrent or hurdle for women seeking abortions. It was intended to be expensive, humiliating, and, indeed, unnecessary as…

That's exactly right. Newsweek is just an echo chamber for all these "trend-spotters" and the like who are always a half-beat behind the curve. If found one laying around from several weeks ago with a cover story titled "Weather Panic," which is about the rash of extreme weather last summer, but which is also 110%…

Oh, yeah. I saw the recipe for some pizza casserole on the Pinterest front page and nearly shorted out my keyboard from the drooling. Funny, I think I might go there more often.

Didn't Jezebel or some other part of the Gawker Empire note that Pinterest is hella popular among Mormon women? It's not a stretch to assume that Southern Baptists are big there too.

Real conversation with my wife today:

You know what? Newsweek is a shitty little paper. I get it free for my pledge to public radio, and it's worth every cent I paid for it. I loved the New Yorker under Tina Brown, but I have to agree with ol' Karl here, although for different reasons, no doubt.

Oh, ladies, just grow a pair, like your new friend Johnnie Phillips implores you to do. Oh, wait....that didn't go down very smoothly either.

God, that was hilarious. Much funnier than my wife's birth experience (and mine, as being somehow involved in the whole thing). We had the Bradley Method hippie coach from hell, starring a small class of preggo couples and coach's two spectacularly vaccinated tween kids. Between the medical falsehoods she's spew and…

This isn't one of those "celebrate menarche" kind of things, is it?

Lollygag. Lollie for short?

My wife sorta reminded me of Juliette Lewis. The Gilbert Grape version, not the Natural Born Killers one.

Help me out with this: is Rihanna hot, or is she a train wreck? (I find them sort of mutually exclusive, frankly.) When she first came out with Pon de Replay, I was all "damn, she's hot/cute," and found her music moderately interesting. And she looks good in that picture.

As Mitt Romney might say, I wouldn't choose to use those words.* But, yeah.