Nonsense.

Absolutely. It makes zero sense.

My guess is Miley is looking for plastic shit and refills for her glue gun.

You are very correct.

The adults where I work are me, my Brazilian party-boy co-worker, the girl who does my job most days, days I am not there (I do her job on her “weekends”), and my boss who doesn’t talk much. The rest are high scool kids or clients (or both). No, I have not made any work friends in the year I’ve worked there. It’s…

EXACTLY

You’re such a ham.

That’s really beside the point. I don’t think anyone’s goal is to get her to change her mind. The goal is to get her to issue marriage licenses as her job requires or go away.

I know! It’s revolting.

I feel shredded carrot is great in a carrot slaw, but has no business joining other salads and soggying them up.

Raw shredded kale with parmesan, sunflower seeds, lemon, olive oil, salt (we call it “the native Ithacan dish” because that’s where my daughter was born and we make it regularly). This evening, I made arugula, white bean and grilled artichoke heart salad and the potato “tartare” salad from River Cottage Veg. With…

That black reflection by Rebel’s shoes made me think that she’d gone on stage and pulled her trousers down.

You sound like someone I want to hang out with.

Me: “Oh gross, someone’s going around Portland pooping all over the place.”

Teens? What about my 39-year-old sister-in-law?

AAAH people who don’t know me very well touching me is unacceptable. Just unacceptable. Fortunately, I’m too restrained to actually smack them, which is a thing I actually had dreams about when I was pregnant and people wanted to touch me.

Yes. I read your commend and then looked up “shootings prevented by armed citizens” and came to a Buzzfeed article called “9 Potential that were stopped by someone with a personally owned firearm” and...people still died. Even when “just” the attacker dies, it’s still a tragedy and an absolute failure on the part of…