...this wasn't like weightlifting for me, this was for work. I was lifting comms equipment into place. And "place" was sometimes over the head of lil' me. And sometimes the comms equipment was heavier than I was. There was no form or training involved, it was pure "get the damn thing into the rack and don't die".…

It's all situational. Only the people involved can really tell weather it's right or wrong to get involved, but generally, when one person is in a position of authority over another, it's not a good idea.

Doubtful in the top percentiles; I know quite a few women who can do more. Generally it's because they're in training though, and I'm a lazy slack wench who likes her manga more than sweating over heavy things.

I was born without that part of my brain, 'cause some of my first memories are of catching spiders and showing them to mom. She was less than amused, so obviously it wasn't nurture that made me a critter-catcher.

When I was 4 I used to collect the spiders that lived in the grass behind our house and carry them over to mom so she could tell me what kind of spider they were.

My mom was 6 feet tall. I have size 11 feet. I could dead lift a couple hundred pounds over my head when I was in halfway decent shape, and could stagger with about 300 when it was an emergency (cannot do this anymore, but it used to be true). So far, she's not wrong.

Thankfully the Penefold's has forgiven me for my youthful fling with Boone's. But neither of them know about my side affair with Laphroaig...

Ugh. The idea of my dad and me discussing sex at *any* age.... Thank god my mom was there to cover that subject. If I had to do *anything* regarding a sex talk with dad, 15 years into my marriage I'd still be a virgin out of sheer horror.

You, then, are a very responsable student. Not everyone thinks the way you do.

"Picnic," said Jared, his eyes wicked and dark as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

This is a wonderful, amazing idea. That you for this.

My local public library has a schitzo sci-fi collection. They have some weird stuff I've never heard of (good) and books 2 and 7 of several series for which they do not have boos 1, 3, 4, etc. There are occasional popular series which seem complete, but most of those I've already read...

My god... it's full of tentacles...

More stuff to read! Huzzah for io9. Meanwhile, my wallet is cursing you.

Sorry, I don't actually speak Japanese that well - I'll defer to your expertise. :)

That was the first clue he was the designated carrier for the idiot ball.

We used to do this with MRE heaters.

You can't kill a thread just by referencing Hitler!

Rule 3000254 of the modern internet: eventually, if you browse long enough, you'll come across some sort of reference to vagina dentata.

No, brain. No no no...