Those were my two favorites, too! Want.

My first reaction to this story was pretty much, "Damn it, Missouri, stop embarrassing me! We already had Todd Akin! Wasn't that enough?"

I don't think she means "don't go home with a guy unless he wants a Relationship" but rather "don't go home with a guy whose entire reason for being out in the first place is 'GRR, MUST FIND HOLE FOR PENIS TO GO IN.'" Pick a guy who's looking for a fun night and if that happens to involve getting laid, awesome.

Um, yes, they absolutely do. Fishing companies are required to maintain safety standards to protect their employees as much as possible from health hazards, including the ocean. A fishing company that placed its employees in unnecessary danger from the ocean, by, say, not having sufficient life vests on board every…

Ugh, seriously. Red is supposed to be a teenager because her whole story arc is about growing up and losing her innocence, with really obvious sexual overtones throughout. All her repeated lines about being "excited and scared" get that message through loud and clear when sung by a teenager, even without the giant…

Not being able to lose at things gracefully. Especially not being able to lose to a (gasp, horror) girl. I found myself seriously reevaluating my relationship with an ex after I beat him at a stupid video game and he spent the entire rest of the evening sulking and complaining that the game was probably bugged, I just…

No? My mother was my high school biology teacher. The Spanish teacher, one of the English teachers, and one of the math teachers all also had their children in their classes at one point or another (and the guidance counselor and one of the school librarians also had kids in the school). My elementary school teachers…

I'm with you. I do not think the dreams in which I discover that my perfectly charming boyfriend is cheating on me with 27 hookers who live in his bedroom closet and who have all apparently been hiding REALLY WELL for the last five years have any more basis in reality than the dreams in which my mother chops off…

I was just coming here to post this very article! It is perfection.

You know, I've never attended a marathon, but I've been sitting here, as a person in the process of moving to Boston from the other side of the country, wishing I could do more to help, and you just gave me the idea for one thing I can do. I can promise, right now, barring anything actively preventing me, that next…

As a Deep Tolkien Geek, I pretty much died when I read that line. I want Stephen Colbert to be my best friend.

+1. Similarly, it's totally okay to, say, be a size 6 and feel like you'd really like to lose weight to get back down to a size 4. It is not, however, particularly polite to complain about how fat and gross you feel you are to someone who is a size 18, because there's a good chance she will kind of want to punch you.…

Seriously. I have one purse. It cost me $17. If I were rich, I'd probably buy two or three more $17 purses in different colors so I could match various outfits, and if people poked me on the issue I might be able to convince myself to make one of them a $40 purse to be super-fancy, but I just can't fathom blowing…

When I was in high school (at a fancy private school where I was one of the few "scholarship kids"), at one point, we had some stupid getting-to-know-you exercise where we got asked to name a restaurant we'd go to "for a special occasion." Apparently, Applebee's was a completely hilarious answer to the other…

Indeed. Between this and the "puppy is friends with a wheelchair" article a couple of days ago, I'm getting to feel all kinds of nonexistent on this site lately.

I don't think you can state those things as a universal truth, though - I mean, if you are a professional musician and music is your great passion in life, it's not unreasonable to feel that you wouldn't be happy with someone who doesn't care in the slightest about music. If it said "must be a professional concert…

Don't be silly, obviously it makes much more sense to assume that the puppy is friends with a piece of medical equipment than with the human being using that piece of medical equipment! I mean, what's next, suggesting that people in wheelchairs are still people or something? Pshaw.

Being a feminist isn't about never, ever consuming any problematic media - I don't even how that would be possible without locking yourself in a padded cell or something. What matters is that you're able to examine the media you consume critically, and if someone else finds it objectionable, you don't say, "Shut up!…