Every once in a while a news item turns up about some idiot getting arrested trying to smuggle snakes into Australia. Yes, INTO Australia. I mean, that’s the punch line, right?

I remember reading, a few months before that wedding, that a reporter managed to ask Charles if he was in love, and he said “Whatever that means.” And I immediately thought, “Hoo boy, he’s just not that into her.” Which, of course, turned out to be easily figured out, given that (a) he was in love with someone else,…

I get my tetanus boosters every 10 years as recommended (and the most recent one was Tdap, per the recommendation that adults get that one at least once). It’s always easy for me to remember when to get them, because a few days after I got back from my honeymoon in 1988, I cut my finger while cooking, badly enough to…

Baiting and killing a harmless, inedible, protected animal for trophies via a canned hunt is slightly less macho than stepping on ants. What a useless coward this guy is.

The one I don’t get is “Partner in poor mental and physical health” combined with “Partner open to new experiences while he isn’t”. I realize that these are composites, but how many people with both mental illness and other serious health problems are much more adventurous than their partners are?

When my husband and I visited the Twelve Apostles rock formation off the southern coast of Australia, our guide told us a (probably apocryphal) story of a couple who had decided to take a romantic stroll out on the rocks. When they were fairly far out, a big wave washed out the natural rock bridge that connected them…

In quite a few of the personal accounts, Cosby’s victims recall taking only a few sips of a drink before getting disoriented or passing out. If so, he must have been loading up those beverages — some of them alcoholic — with a shitload of downers. What would have happened if one of those women quickly gulped down a…

Actually, I’ll have to agree with Kim on this one. The lack of editing capability in Twitter is really annoying.

I’ll never understand people who get into other people’s faces over assisted reproductive technology, or about any other adult decision about reproduction. Do they also get all judgmental about people who have had organ transplants? “Hey, you’ve got a dead guy’s heart now, so are you real?”

Weirdest thing was on a short flight — might have been Boston to Washington — in the late 1980s, I think. It was before smoking was completely banned on aircraft, but had already been banned on short flights. I started to smell cigarette smoke a few minutes after takeoff. Looked back over my shoulder, and a couple of…

I used to hate French toast until I stopped actually frying it. My mother used to fry it in oil, and it was one of the few dishes she made that I didn’t like. When I make it now, I just grill it in a hot cast-iron pan with a thin film of oil.

Whoa. Booze-infused fruit can be yummy, but should be handled with care proportionate to the proof of the booze. While young and stupid, I once followed two or three glasses of wine by eating fruit that had been soaked in Bacardi 151. I didn’t realize that the fruit chunks had become time-release alcohol pills until I…

I’m not much of a baker, so I usually just stock my freezer with different flavors of Talenti gelato. (Because of food allergies in the household, we also usually keep some vegan frozen desserts around as well.) I also keep a can of whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup in the fridge. If I’m having company,…

People used to use them as an all-purpose downer in the seventies. I’m sure they were a common rape drug, but people also took them just to get recreationally wasted.

What an inconsiderate turd. They should feed him to a giant weta!

Many people don’t realize this, but radish greens are also edible. Mr. Sububi and I like them in salads.

Hmmm. I got married several weeks before my 32nd birthday. Mr. Sububi, however, had turned 32 several weeks before the wedding. So I think I’ll refrain from telling him this!

Maybe I’ve become improbably squeamish with age, but a major reason why I’m not keen to have pets is that I don’t think I could take those damn buttholes being both constantly visible and in frequent contact with random surfaces.

I call shenanigans. With the exceptions of a few obscure tropical species, wasps don’t leave their stings stuck in your skin the way honey bees do. They pull them right back out, and if they’re still in a stinging mood, they can stick you again.

I moved to an area that’s just lousy with Sonics, and have never been tempted to go there. I’m one of those cranks who hates getting food or drinks at anything resembling a drive-through window. I’d rather stand in line for 15 minutes at a fast food place than use the drive-in, which usually breaks even time-wise…