I love your story of your Papa! That’s such a fun memory. The rape didn’t bother me, inasmuch as I looooooved that Skye got her comuppance over every man who did her wrong. It wasn’t abuse dressed up as romance, a la 50 Shades, but called out for the rape it was, the perpetrators punished. But I could certainly see…

TWO of them! A his-and-hers set of leashed jaguars!

Oh god, the manroots! I die.

Skye O’Malley by Bertrice Small would have been a great choice, too. So much sex and Barbary pirates and jaguars on leashes!

Yes! As soon as the lyrics begin, the hot prickling in my eyes kicks on.

Yeah, I could see the broadcasting being weird, but then, every time something like this hits the ‘zines, it’s treated like some wild and crazy experience, rather than something pretty banal.

Is it really that strange and/or gross for a man to try his wife’s breast milk? It’s specially brewed for humans. Baby humans, granted, but we think nothing of drinking the mammal lactate produced for babies of other species. I’m always taken aback by the “Ew, grodie!” responses to something like the Tamblyn-Cross…

Oh god, I’d blocked out that they were a thing. *shudder*

That poster is sweet as hell. Certainly a refreshing break from most movie posters we see nowadays.

(The 22 year age difference between the leads is a little ... ew. Unless the age difference is part of the story, but I sort of doubt it, because Hollywood: Where leading men keep getting older, but their leading ladies…

Yeeeeeessss. Season one was spectacular. It feels like forever ago. I need this, especially since my non-Hulu-subscribing ass is missing out on Handmaid’s Tale.

Speak for yourself, madam.

It’s disappointing that he didn’t win outright, but this is an encouraging showing in an historically Republican district. Next door in South Carolina, we have an opportunity to flip the 5th this summer, as well, and I know there are discussing elections happening elsewhere, too. I hope everyone in blue states who…

I’m glad you’re getting the help you need now. When we’re in an unhealthy mental state, we become our own worst roadblock to progress. Just taking that initial step into the doctor’s or therapist’s office is an achievement. You deserve a candy, for sure.

Good grief, I can’t believe you got crap for suggesting people talk to their doctors and consider medication! I’m sorry. Meds + therapy has been a winning combo for me. Being chronically depressed is pretty dangerous, if people want to have hysterics about risky propositions.

Good for him! I drop “My therapist says...” into casual conversation at least once or twice a month. I know the generations before us viewed therapy as shameful and something to keep secret but, as a therapy-goer, it’s hard to see wtf the big deal is. I sit on a couch and talk about what’s going on and how I’m dealing…

A baronet is not even nobility, just a jumped-up commoner with an ancestor who did something that one time. He’s top-rung of the lowliest.

The old Ahmadinejad Gambit: Homosexuality is illegal here; therefore, gays do not exist; ergo, we cannot possibly be persecuting them! Human rights whaaaaat?

This fool is going to start a nuclear war just to prove he’s a big boy. Since the strike on Syria, I’ve been having alternating flashes of fear and rage. Today they became alternating hail storms of fear and rage.

Imma let you finish, little girl, but The Last Unicorn stared down the scariest bull of all time. OF ALL TIME.

I would like to raise Paul Ryan’s awareness of the time, energy, and motherfucking money we have poured into the treatment of our autistic child over the last decade. We’re lucky that our insurance has paid for good doctors and a talk therapist, but they wouldn’t cover the occupational therapy that would have been so…