Hubbard claimed that *every* woman tried at least 7-8 times to abort her fetus with every pregnancy. The man had a serious, serious problem with mother figures.

Yeah, I was a double major in special ed and linguistics, worked with kids with primary language disorders. Loved every minute of every course in linguistics! :)

I was working the registration table at a Mensa Regional Gathering on a Friday afternoon. He was a walk-in registrant. We were a pair of late-thirties divorce survivors. As the crowds ebbed and flowed, we kept meeting up. We talked about computer programming, Typhoid Mary, puns, and syntactic theory. By the time of…

I am so grateful that eight years ago, our son insisted that we try WoW. Recently we did a multi-generational dungeon crawl: gram and gramps, son, grandson. It's a great way to have family time when you're in different cities.

Basic community health. Learning about vaccines, epidemics, infections and how they work/spread, how to listen critically to an ad for drugs, basic sanitary procedures and expectations. This should also include (regardless of the school's attitude toward sex ed) basic child care and infant development, the basics of…

I thought I saw the spade ten overlaying the heart five, so I picked the five. But I *thought* about the spade ten before I rejected it. So yeah, some psychological forcing there.

Bull. If it's an apartment, you need two at the door and two at the bottom of the fire escape. If it's a house, two at the back. Only places you have 4 entrances and exits are office buildings and stores, and I don't see SWAT raiding them. The advantage to SWAT was that it sometimes prevented the targets from flushing…

Yes. Knock on the door. Identify yourself. Have other officers blocking the alternative exits. It worked for hundreds of years. If they take a hostage, it's someone who's in there with them. If they have a gun and bring it to the door, no problem. If they choose not to open the door, THEN break in. A nation that once…

Yes. That's exactly what I would propose. Knock on the door. Identify yourself. Have more people blocking alternative exits. I

They have no business throwing a grenade through a window until they've established exactly who is in the house. And they've shot more than their share of tiny dogs just because they were yappy. Or because their adrenaline was flowing FAST and they had to shoot SOMETHING. Don't get me started on the new militarized…

Jon Snow says he has no king because he's a member of the Night's Watch. They're a law unto themselves.

I beat Contra, no cheat codes (I'd forgotten them and besides, my son was at school) back in January, 1991, age 43. I almost cried when I realized there was literally nobody I could call to brag about it, other than said son, 1000 miles away, who would A) know what I was talking about, or B) give a crooked shit. And…

The Mountain is a horrible person, and horrible, horrible things will happen to him. They are already happening, as you will discover very shortly.

Not long after my first marriage, we trekked south to see His Parents. In the morning, Dad said, "Boy howdy, those springs sure got a workout last night." I blushed — but so did Mom, because it turned out it was their springs he was referring to.

That figures ;)

The episode before this one was simply jam-packed with plot, and yet they found time to shoehorn in a bunch of backstory about Joss's ex and his efforts to get clean and sober and his reconnection with their son. I turned to my hubs and said, "Whoa, it won't be Fusco; they've just set up Carter." There was just no…

I disagree, absolutely. Every puppy and kitty painting GWB punches out is living proof that A) he is no longer president, and B) nobody even wants him to be part of the system of governing. Politically, he's a non-person. His paintings remind me of this, and I always smile.

There's a freebie download program called VuePrint out there that allows you to view GIFs as their individual components. Probably others, too, but that's the one I use. Save teh GIF to your computer and open it with VuePrint.

LOL, that's the kind of post my husband the engineer would make. Made me smile, thanks.

Better believe it I was!