I had a very similar pair, and they were actually super comfy, partly due to the thicker heel stalk, which seems to help with shock absorption despite the height. To be fair, I have stupidly high arches and I cannot wear flat shoes without considerable pain (sometimes even arch-supporting inserts aren’t enough to…

I feel you, and I appreciate the look inside your process. It reminds me of this article I was just reading:

The Trouble With Trumples...

Wait, what?! You can have more than one appetizer in the train of endless apps now?! This is seriously life-changing info for me! I so, so hope this is the case in Canada. More importantly, I hope there are TGI Friday’s restaurants here at all. Excuse me while I go off to Google (not a euphemism — this time,…

Just a late reply to thank you for the suggestion. I will look into it, though I don’t know if the owner of this laptop would want me downloading apps. Also, as you note in your edit, my tech-having is spotty, so exchanging messages with folks is iffy (which is where the problem lies), especially when my phone isn’t…

Holy cats! I have a feeling that “unreal” is the perfect word for it: ‘Come visit New Delhi: get heat stroke, and we’ll throw in the hallucinations for free!’

K, I am gonna guess* somewhere in Quebec, though the windchill statement makes me think of Portage and Main in Winterpeg!

I understand completely. I am holding out hope that California will secede soon enough for me to go back home and visit while the people I love are still alive. I am coming up on fifteen years in Canada, which is about fourteen years and fifty weeks longer than I originally intended. I left about six months after…

Death Valley, April 1987. 122 degrees Fahrenheit.

Oh hon, that sounds terribly stressful. I don’t necessarily have pregnancy advice, having never carried to term, but I hope you will remember that this is your life and your decision. People may try to guilt you into carrying this pregnancy regardless of your wants and needs; don’t give them space in your head.

Congratulations! You may be a nerd, but there’s nothing nerdy about being proud of your accomplishments. You worked hard, and it is about to pay off. That is well worth cheering about, Captain!

Hey Toronto-area Jezzies: I have a situation, and I’m hoping someone out there can help!

As I said to someone else, I suspect it was a pre-show ritual gone awry. Or your L&O scenario could very well be correct.

While I agree so, so much with everything you’re saying about depression and the masks worn by many sufferers, this case seems more like autoerotic asphyxiation gone awry than your bog-standard workplace suicide. Perhaps a pre-show ritual got out of hand (so to speak — oh wow, that was tasteless. Sorry!)?

And Michael Hutchence from INXS!

So, it’s late/early, and I doubt anyone will see this, but I have a litle pick-me-up to help counter the sinking feeling that many of us get when contemplating the immigration ban shitshow. I’m not generally a screaming fan of the RCMP, but they show up their ‘Murican counterparts quite nicely here:

I’ve done that very poll of my friends/compatriots/partners-in-crime, and the results were about the same  (83% correlated with handedness). Yaaaay for potentially useless knowledge!

No, we still worry. We just don’t usually talk about it with others who haven’t experienced it themselves. Hell, I don’t talk about my status (or lack thereof) at all. Why would I? So I can become an object of pity, or of scorn? Of the two, I would pick the latter, but better to not have to make that choice at all.