My neighbors are vehement protestors. Did they help during my high risk pregnancy? Nope. Take my poor kids to the park to run when I couldn't? Cook a meal?? BIG NO. Did my pro choice neighbor come take out my garbage and rough house with my boys and do my dishes? YES.

I worked for several years as a volunteer “clinic guard” at a clinic which provided abortion services. This type of situation was always our worst case scenario and my heart goes out to the patients, staff and security whose lives have been forever changed because one of “the antis” finally took their bloody rhetoric…

Don’t cry because it’s over, cry because I’m going to grey the shit out of everyone before I go.

He’s one of those men who legitimately look better with age. It’s the human embodiment of what you want for your investment portfolio.

The paper (which is legally independent from TU) filed a request under state public records law to see emails between the administration, athletics and police regarding the swim team. The agency that’s the target of such a request can charge a REASONABLE fee to cover cost of the search and copying of said records, but…

That editorial is fucking amazing.

We must be related. Here’s a few of my favorites from my Mom,

In high school I interned two summers for my Congressman in my district. Most of my time was spent with the mail. All mail addressed to the office has to be logged, with sender, address and summary of the letter, which would be then routed to someone who handle constituent services or to measure the opinion of the…

...and I’m guessing this wasn’t at Book Soup here in LA?

I would literally be saying “NO” loudly to her every single time she tried to correct someone.

I remember reading a story about a woman who kept bees somewhere around NYC. One day, she got a shock when she checked the frames and found that the honey was bright red. She was very worried until she discovered that the bees had discovered a maraschino cherry factory. Red syrup was leaking out of some of their…

Or my aunt. The last time we had a family reunion, I kept a running tally of all the celebrity and fictional character names she screwed up - notably, correcting anybody who pronounced them correctly. Over the course of one weekend, we had:

Which Pittsburgh bookstore do you work at (assuming PGH stands for the ‘Burgh)?

I was hoping for a substantial, thoughtful analysis on these particular customers, but I’m afraid of deep things.

I’m a Midwesterner, and in my experience the majority of us are a bunch of casually bigoted dickholes.