LOL, it is understandable. I keep two cases of military MREs in my pantry for an emergency—at normal activity levels, those will keep me fed for about 3+ weeks with no power/heat. It is the rest of the foodstuffs I try to control, but I likely have 1.5 weeks worth of stuff that could be used under ideal conditions…

Interestingly enough, after I went “aspiring minimalist” and effectively ceased to buy new material goods, my senses fixated on edible goods. Now, I cannot impulse-buy a household good to save my life, but I will grab anything and everything edible.

If the guys get fleshy fan-service, then I want fleshy fan-service too! Give me a dark, brooding, silent male protagonist in a black chain-mail speedo.

“No capes!!!”

There is a circle of several artists who occasionally pass along art for the others to view and critique. One of the guys showed us a work in progress—a warrior woman in “bikini-type” armor, with several beautifully rendered scars on her unprotected flesh.

At this point, I am certain that my family only continues to support him because it would be too much of a blow to their pride to admit that I—or any other “danged liberals”— were right about him. However, they have stopped rubbing “the country’s bright prospects” in my face and have simply become silent.

I told my family to cremate my body, then send some of the ashes off to be compacted into gems. From there on out, I would insist that the family care for the “family jewels,” as I would literally be the jewels.

Readers should note Hagens came under fire in 2009 for an exhibit in Germany in which dead people, presumably strangers to each other in life, were posed in the throes of sexual intercourse.

A couple months ago, I went to Europe and visited several countries. People were cautious until they found out I didn’t vote for him (same goes with most of the other Americans in the tour groups). They were sympathetic towards us and the current lunacy.

I tend to use my car. I toss my backpack on my dash, then leave my car in the sun on a hot day.

I caused a massive freak-out in my workplace a few years ago because I found what I thought were bedbugs. After collecting a couple, we discovered that they were BATbugs—close relative of the bedbug, same looks, microscopically different head.

To agree with the first point, I was digging through some photos of a class I went to years ago. I recognized one guy as someone I had a pretty good friendship (and budding chemistry) with throughout the 2-month-long course...I briefly thought, “Why didn’t I keep in touch with him?”

These posts also make me feel frugal, but in a good way. I aim to drink a green smoothie a day—and that has been better for my skin/hair than any product out there. With time, I have come to the conclusion that a super-expensive skin cream that pays a celebrity to endorse it is no good if you aren’t feeding your…

I think it depends on the dog(s). For my corgi-jack russell mix, he will shamelessly throw himself at any young to middle-aged woman who crosses his path. Loud crying, squirming on his back, talking, wetting himself with joy—he does it all for ONLY women. (Meanwhile, my Pomeranian will glare at him as if to…

I fostered a chihuahua/min pin mix for a year or so that came from a hoarder’s house. He was my first experience with a hoarding-situation rescue, so he had some straaaaange habits to work through. Thankfully, I was able to warm him up to walking with other dogs well because I would walk all four of them—and he had…

My rescue dog was also leash-reactive. Someone would allow their dog to run amok without a leach, and I would have to grab mine and hold his 40lbs of squirming rage above the other dog—which was usually jumping on me—as the owner says, “It’s fine! Mine is friendly!!”

“He complained to his staff that the nine-day tour through the Middle East and Europe was too long and fatiguing.”

Mission accomplished. Gory enough to pique my interest, but with enough strange holes to get my trypophobia going. ^_^

If we are not people, then there certainly cannot be a problem with taking a shit on his car/front porch/etc.?

This. I have never been so happy to be so far away from my home state of Mississippi. I am especially happy that I am not in school in Mississippi anymore.