You know how, if you grow cardiac cells in a petri dish, they'll beat in unison? Apparently, if you do that in Ohio, you can put the dish up for adoption.

I chose to attend Shorter because I wanted to pursue a BFA in Musical Theatre and it was the only college in the state of Georgia that offered that particular degree.

First, let me offer an apology if what I'm about to say offends you.

Plus, she would have married a guy who never undresses himself. Bit of a romance-killer for most of us.

The "visitation," turning over the financial records, the "high class fuckery"?

I don't disagree that Bachmann is a reality-challenged ditz.

The part about targeting women of color is particularly disgusting when you consider (a) deaths of black babies are, overwhelming, what drives the numbers in America's disgraceful infant mortality rate; and (b) as well-organized as they are, as well-funded as they are, as much as they pay lip-service to saving babies,…

You have to wonder what sort of moral disconnect these folks have. Normal people recognize that if you need to lie to support your position, there's something seriously wrong with your position.

No, it wouldn't be a perfunctory process. It wouldn't be a process at all. We'd die out.

I sort of like this song too, but the lyrics are basically: I went to see my dear, beloved woman on her death bed . . . BUT enough about her!! Let me tell you how I want MY funeral!!

Possibly while thinking of other men.

Stepdaughter. And the mother went along with it. (From the article: Seay's wife, Julie Seay, meanwhile, had apparently encouraged the father to "beat the smirk off her face" and supported the medieval battle 100 percent.)

Well, the dirtbag stepfather was arraigned for this, along with the idiot mother—who, according to the article, had apparently encouraged the father to "beat the smirk off her face" and supported the medieval battle 100 percent. The daughter may not be seeing them for a while, and I expect she needn't ever see them…

What they want is for sex (or its aftermath, to be specific) to be as punitive as possible. That's why, for example, they invariably oppose any government program that includes pre- and neonatal help to the poor—even though, to listen to them, you'd think America's shameful infant mortality rate was an issue…

Ironically, for all their blather about morality, these people have zero moral sense. Just none.

No—it's not her.

I seem to recall reading that F. Scott Fitzgerald favored coffee enemas as a hangover cure. (However, as I can't remember where I read it, you might want to take this with a bit of salt.)

Actually, one of the reasons I voted for Obama was, policy issues aside, his opponent seemed to be one of those old guys who still thought it was acceptable, or even cute, to be clueless about common uses of modern technology (eg, being flummoxed by email, or pretending to be). I don't mind having a president who…

I'm sure she has considered them. You can screen for those things, via amniocentesis and such.

I used to have this assumption that when you hit your 50s, you're going to croak in a decade or two and your life would consist of hanging around the house watching reruns on TV and bemoaning the good old days, with the occasional outing to price grave plots.