Well, if it were a popular vote contest, Hillary’s wacky gang of morons would probably have managed to lose that, too.

And yet Trump will be our next president. It’s almost like the US presidential elections aren’t as simple as the time you won the hall monitor position in fifth grade.

She failed in getting 270 electoral votes, which is how the presidency is won. The path to 270 is the goal, not the popular vote.

She isn’t President, she failed.

My how reductive...

For some reason that “NO WAY!” is cracking me up. It’s like something from a Midol commercial: “Sure, tests can get me down. But my period- NO WAY!”

You misunderstand my name.

I think I missed the vast majority of wealth line, where do I get in on that?

Drexel: “Delete the tweet, or we delete you from our payroll.”

What’s funny is that I once used wine and beer bottles I found while dumpster diving to hold flowers I also found while dumpster diving.

It was cute, I thought. My husband wasn’t as amused, but eh. He wouldn’t let me display my skull and bone collection, so I had to do something to liven up the place.

Well I have a 1971 and a 1983, neither have a computer.

Note, patient must provide own pencil

My son is grown now and I only became aware of elf on the shelf a couple of years ago.

In my experience, this is true. All my friends are married, and most have kids, the same with family. I’ve been ill and they believe I have bone marrow cancer - I’m in my mid-40s. I know that I will have to handle most of this alone. It’s not anyone’s fault - it’s just that people have lives and jobs and their own…

I think your perspective is more based in realism than people would like to admit. Growing old is scary and growing old and alone is scarier and without a doubt expensive. I’ve chosen not to have children and this is the only thi that might make me change my mind. Deep down I’m hoping I don’t have to grow old at all…

I gave up on buying cat toys. This year they got catnip, balled up wrapping paper and those zippered bags comforters come in. And boxes.

I made this article into a jaunty Chrimbo song for my friend, enjoy.

It’s all ball bearings nowadays.

Working in healthcare is such a magical experience.