At least now I don’t feel bad about not being too tore up over his having brain cancer.

Hear, hear. I helped care for my grandma while she was dying of brain cancer. I’m not going to fawn over someone who has clearly been deteriorating for some time yet refuses to acknowledge his limitations. He needs the people around him to step up, be the adults in the room, and say “no, you are not using knives…

First we blame the obstructionist Democrats, then blame the Republicans who “betrayed” their own party, then blame Obama for creating the mess, then blame the DISHONEST MEDIA for not reporting about the millions of people who die of Obamacare every day, then blame Clinton for something.

Seriously. All the face-fanning about the big tough war hero is getting on my very last nerve. Every bad thing he ever endured, he used to justify making somebody else go through even worse.

McCain voted for the BCRA, despite pledging a few hours earlier that he would not.

McCain’s facebook page is a veritable screed of thousands of people cursing at him, with a few benighted souls (trolls?) defending him as “just voting to debate the bill”.

What I’m going to say next is not meant as snark, it is my honest opinion: If I suffered from a brain tumor, I would refrain from making life-or-death decisions for other people.

I’m so done with McCain’s shit. He hems and haws and does all this grandstanding, and then votes exactly as you would expect him to despite his protestations. Fuck him.

Maybe they could just light the entire senate floor on fire while laughing maniacally? That sounds about as good for the American people as any other GOP plan.

I was convinced I would die at 30. Now, many years later, I guess I’ve figured out I need to live in case I do die soon. I did feel like I didn’t belong here for a long while.

I didn’t think I’d survive HS. Now I’m in my 30s and while still dealing with anxiety and depression, I’m much better at handling things than I was when I was younger. And in a lot of ways, my life is more amazing than I dreamed.

My Great Aunt lived to 105 - retaining a really solid chunk of her mental and physical faculties - only to see her husband, son-in-law, and my Mom (who she considered a daughter-in-law) die inside 18 months of each other about two years before she herself died.

When my Mom died, she said, “Iniquity, I think someone…

My family is rife with early onset alzheimers with an added delightful sprinkling of strokes. 73 and functional would be fantastic but 65 with a dazzling array of med alert jewelry is more likely.

Luke Perry? Linda Perry? Perry Farrell? Perry Como? There are many more qualified Perrys in the world. And not all of them are even alive.

I’d rather have Katy Perry as head of energy department. Or Steve Perry. Or Richard the refrigerator Perry or even Fred Perry and I think he’s dead. Dig him up.

Or if you catch the authors original article that was corrected with no correction while I get picked on for it...

I had enough trouble with a single jump rope, that watching double dutch just amazes me.