It's extremely sick and unfortunately more common than people realize. I'd reccommend anyone who lives in the states on pages 3-4 of this report get in touch with their reps and register discontent with abrogation of end-of-life directives.

So, should women of childbearing age consider this in preparing their advance directives? Like, I'm thinking of my personal case - my husband and I prepared living wills a few years ago after a horrible, messy end of life care situation with his grandmother. Our directives are pretty explicit about not wanting any…

It's astonishing that this abundantly reasonable bill and the absurd dystopian nightmare of Krause's bill co-exist in the same state at the same time. Fingers crossed that sanity beats crazy just this once.

I don't keep up with contemporary pop at all, and had managed to be oblivious of Blurred Lines except for its name; I'm of the generation that knows Marvin Gaye's entire catalog through and through. When I heard the suit had won, I assumed it was as clear cut as George Harrison ripping off He's So Fine for My Sweet…

Not a Thicke fan, but his song sounds NOTHING like Gayes'. It shares only three basic SECONDARY concepts: falsetto vocals, a bouncy bass line, and a similar tempo. These (concepts) are not things you can copyright. The most important tangible element, the MELODY, is not even vaguely similar. Even the chord…

Gawd, I knew I would find this in the comments. The fact that it's feminists who are criticizing him the most proves that, once again, feminists are feminism's worst enemies. We say we want allies but I guess by "allies", we mean "silent masochistic punching bags". It's kinda sad when you're just as disgusted by the…

Last time I checked, being a feminist is about the doctrine advocating social, political, and all other rights of women equal to those of men. It says nothing about it being a girls club or anything like that

Similar to Mormons (I am one) in that some will completely avoid Coke while others drink it by the bucket with no qualms. It's all in how strict one wants to be in interpreting guidelines.

I like bacon. I do. But sausage is the superior breakfast meat. Boom.

We so often hear about the Ugly American... well, that was the Ugly Frenchman. Way to reinforce the stereotype about all of his countrymen being insane food snobs!

I'm a musician and the guy I was dating at the time and I had a rehearsal for a gig one evening that ran late. After rehearsal we were starving so we went by a Popeye's Chicken in a not-awesome part of town (it's also like the only fast food joint open late in that neighborhood).

There was one poor beleaguered woman…

It was a memorable June in Woebegon when the Iron Sheik came to town. One of those rare late winters that were warm enough to melt the ice on Lake Average and make the Methodists feel naughty. I stopped into the one town restaurant on a Saturday to have a cup of joe and to check out this new-fangled thing I was…

This just popped up on my FB feed and I thought of you (and my brief stint as a server.)

Honestly, I was thinking that the two guys didn't actually work there. Either they're robbing the place actively, or have broken in to dick around are forced into a sit-com like situation wherein they have to pretend to know how to make food.

Actually, if you read the passages in the Old Testament referring to that, that's pretty much what it means. "Thou shalt not seethe a kid in his mother's milk."

To me this is very specific. To Jews it was interpreted far more liberally. If I was a Jew I would probably tell myself that as long as I'm not eating Milk…

Or just wear a Depends and change it if you have an accident. Like in NOT BIZZO WORLD!

Oh god, I was at a restaurant for a friends birthday, when I accidentally took out a kid. I was just walking towards my table when I heard a scream, and realised I had just walked through a six year old, essentially punting him onto his face. I was mortified, I helped the kid up and apologised, and didn't think too…

I didn't think BCO could make me happier than it already does. Then there was the Iron Sheik. So goddamn happy just now.

Here's my scary as fuck McDonald's story.

I was on a road trip and had been driving all night, and pulled in at about 5 am on a Sunday to a location in a suburban strip mall. Placed my order, and pulled up to the take out window.

I don't know what had taken place just before I got there, but the manager (I assume he…

I feel like I should make this one because my backyard is full of both spruce and moose. I can't drink it though, so I'll just leave a glass out back for the moose as a sign of peace. The rosemary should pair nicely with all those sticks they're always eating.