Yep, the problem is that a college degree is required nowadays for ANY job, rather than being something elite minds obtain. Then it used to be that only the elite minds had Master’s degrees — but now those are commonplace and suspect. Thanks, Phoenix University!

I once had a horrible case of widdershins that nearly knocked me on my balderfot.

Especially huskies, which are the assholes of the dog world. He probably chased that dog for an hour before cornering it, so wasn’t letting its paws anywhere near the ground.

Yep, I figured. Sad that you can get so #triggered over a woman suggesting that maybe try NOT sexually assaulting women. It’s a tough truth, bro: We don’t all want to know what you have in your pants. But keep your chin up.. you’ll be a’right.

Already done.

You sound pretty hysterical over my comment. Calm down.

I’m afraid of ever hearing the way your name is actually pronounced, in case I’m wrong, because I have to admit that every time I see it I start hearing Dolly Parton singing it. Jolie, Jolie, Jolie, JOOOLLIIIIIEEEE!

“Men: if you don’t want a woman to make a scene, you can start by NOT sexually assaulting them.”

When I was a young consultant in IT, a group of my male coworkers copied some dirty poem and changed the woman’s name in it to mine, then passed it around. When I found out, I went to my boss, a man who did nothing. So I went to my boss at the client’s offices, a woman, and she went to my boss and his, the owner of…

Really? Because I kinda think that a man who jumps to say #NOTALLMEN must be exactly one of those men. Otherwise, why would he need to comment?

Try to avoid telling strangers on the Internet what they’re permitted to say. She never said “most men sexually assault women.” Do you have a reason to feel defensive, perchance?

Similarly, “you’re hysterical” when you’re just angry, as you have a right to be.

Reporters need to ask about NOTHING but this, over and over, until he responds.

NOBODY deserves to go to the University of Phoenix. Hasn’t she wasted enough money already?

Also, The Max would have looked down on you for crying. 100% he’d have sighed deeply then put his head in your lap for snugglies, but he’d have judged you.

Just knowing that people have the chance to see and appreciate my Maxwell Smart means the world. Like someone said a few days ago, the humans who belong to dogs ARE GRATEFUL for the opportunity to share pics of our pups.

Since it’s almost Halloween, I’ll share a few of my beloved Max’s Halloween costumes. (He passed away about a year ago. I’m still a mess over it. And I miss choosing costumes for him.)

The ball of ice cream was coated in a graham cracker crumb/sugar combo, held in tongs, and yep, deep fried. Only for a few secs, but it was definitely put into the oil fryer.

I worked at a Chi-Chi’s during high school that was revolting. They’d cram silverware into the container to get as much through the dishwasher at one time as possible, so the silverware would come out with food still stuck to it. The food would just be wiped off and the silverware wrapped to go to a table.

I’m one of the immune ones. The way I found out was that one day I was pulling weeds in front of my house when the lawn service showed up. I swear, one of the guys shrieked like a 10 year old girl, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING??” Apparently I had a handful of poison ivy. I picked it all the time, because it tended to start…