Well, who else had a shit week?

Good evening, Jezzies! I hope everyone is having a great weekend.

So "say what you want about ISIS, but no one had polio" will be this generation's "at least Mussolini kept the trains running on time".

Hold up. Hold the phone. You mean watching the whole firefly series while consuming an entire package of chips ahoy and sobbing into my cats fur isn't healthy or normal?

Yay, thank you for this article. Vaginismus-sufferer here! I also have generalized anxiety disorder/panic disorder, and I've always described it to people as "my vagina also suffering from anxiety". But I have found it is definitely treatable. Not curable, in my case at least, but treatable nonetheless.

This woman is the type of mother that makes me hate mothers.

I realize that I'm a stranger in a strange land, being in Broville, here, but these stories aren't cringeworthy to me. In fact, I think most of these (excepting the SAWED-IN-HALF TENNIS BALL, WHAT THE EVERLIVING FUCK) are sweet. I do understand the utter mortification these guys experienced; don't think we women…

It sounds like herpes mixed with spite to be honest.

Or you could tell her that it is where you keep your gun locked up and that guns are for killing and you own that gun for shooting people dead. And that dead people are dead forever. Then you could teach her some actual gun safety in case she ever stumbles across your firearm.

Just riffing here.

You know the best way to avoid shit like this? Don't have guns.

On the radio show Invisibilia this week, there was a fascinating story about a guy with intrusive thoughts. It's the segment called Dark Thoughts. I learned a lot. You might find it helpful.

Consider that it may be a very good thing that he was so over the top. You should not be tempted to backslide with that trash bag.

Happy Saturday, Jezzies! Rough week here, turned bullet-dodging, blessing-in-disguise better in the end, I think.

We'll be sure to remind you of that after you've had a horrible day.

Triple crap: photos of Benadryl Cabbagepatch and his fiancee look very similar to these.

Oh...oh hi Steve Carrell. You're looking handsomer than I realized.

I am now one weeks sans tobacco. It helps that I literally don't have money for smokes, but it's something that has been a long time coming.