Your unicorn kitty has viceroy wings! Yay!

I see what you did there! :-)

Whoa, that’s one helluva Scolopendra sp.!

I think I knew one of your grandparents!

Somewhere in this apartment, I have a picture of me standing next to a sheet under a blacklight in the Sonora Desert at night, in the company of several dozen fellow antenna-heads.. I have flying insects landing on my clothes and on my face. I think some big moths are flapping in my hair. And I’m wearing the biggest…

I dated this nice guy in college. Stayed together for two years. Like a lot of college relationships, it eventually ran its course. We broke up amicably and stayed friendly, though not at all close.

I had a similar reaction! It wasn’t something to which I’d paid much attention. I was raised nominally Catholic but haven’t been religious since adolescence. Mr. Sububi was raised in a mainstream/liberal Protestant denomination; he’s not especially religious either but was still a regular churchgoer when I met him. I…

That’s unbelievable. My MOH (my only attendant) was trying to conceive while we were planning the wedding. She asked what to do if she got pregnant. I told her we’d just find her a bigger dress.

I was three weeks short of 32. Go for it!

Yow. My mom was 68 when she did the MOTB thing on my behalf.

Thousand Island dressing plus hot sauce would be absolutely awesome on either a meat or veggie burger. I’ll have to whip up a batch of Three Mile Island burgers at home soon!

Naaaahhhh, you are but an egg. Happy birthday!

That actually sounds great, especially if there are spicy condiments on the sandwich.

I used to live near a vegetarian cafe that made awesome chickpea-walnut burgers. The dish was vegan as long as you didn’t order it with cheese; I’m amazed by how well they got the patties to hold their shape in the absence of eggs. Mr. Sububi and I, neither of us vegetarian, used to love those things doused with…

They sometimes look at me a little funny in coffee shops when I order a soy or almond milk hot chocolate with whipped cream on top. And I usually wind up explaining that I’m not vegan. I’m lactose-intolerant, so if I forget to carry Lactaid with me, I can’t drink more than a very tiny amount of milk. But whipped…

Huckabee is and always has been a clueless, self-important blowhard. He’s Donald Trump with more religion and less money.

Not mutually exclusive. Unfortunately, if we want them to destroy themselves, it’s not going to happen quickly.

Stories like this make me really glad that I got Hep A vaccine. Didn’t get it until I was 49; it was recommended because I was traveling to an area where it might have been a risk.

I’m sure my mother must have consumed at least six cups a day while she was pregnant with me. She had a heroic capacity for coffee.

Mine broke — painlessly, with very slight bleeding — the second time I had sex. We weren’t doing anything especially awkward (at least for two only very recent non-virgins); we probably just got our junk together at an angle that was conducive to cherry-popping.