I remember a news broadcast announcing the existence of one, in our state. It was the first, and my mother turned to look at me and said, "If those had existed when you were a baby, you wouldn't be sitting here."

Further, some areas of Indiana are the poster-child for the sort of situation you're describing. There are a lot of very, very, very poor places in Indiana where no-options has become generational, rather than situational.

It makes me sad this is the best, we as a society can do, but I can remember several students…

I don't really have a dog in the spoiler fight. I think the title of this is fine. I think the Jon Snow thing was fine (although with this crowd, you may get some hate). I think Jez has, for better or worse, a history of poorly made spoiler decisions. If I knew something new was out and I hadn't seen it yet, I'd use…

Anybody who thinks this will help schools to deal with the problems more head-on has never spent any time on a college campus, or talking to administrators. They likely haven't tried reporting a sexual assault, either.

He went down, but after that shit with Lady Stark and Davos, unless he's declared dead, I will remain skeptical.

At the George W. Bush School of Logic for Smart People, the only way to graduate with honors is for your parents to buy you an honorary grade.

Regular people can't just expect to earn shit. That's like getting things for free.

I get it now. It's Revenge: The Long Game.

After this passes, he can just throw up his hands and say, "Show me the numbers! No numbers? Must not be a problem!"

I'm fluent in conservative jackass. And also academic/administrative-ese.

They'll no longer exist to him. Which is all he cares about. Obviously.

No, it makes perfect sense. If you don't report the numbers, you can't compare which schools have the highest reported rates of sexual assaults. If you can't compare schools, you can't attempt to make informed decisions about which schools are safest, or at least have the best track record of dealing with these…

Bad news: Mufasa doesn't make it to the end of the movie.

This reminds me of a high school trip to Germany, in which we discovered a Coca-Cola product that was supposed to taste like apple cider.

Lindy ate them on camera. Where's your sense of adventure, Pinkham?

I tried, when I first got here. After the third time I flashed my husband while walking up the outdoor stairs at my job, I decided it was time to find pants.

I had some that worked, but they've been discontinued and exercise is making the problem more pronounced. I may switch to shower-curtains jerry-rigged as mumus,…

I like the idea of skinnies, but my calves are about half the width of my thighs. I've yet to find a pant that doesn't just make that proportion seem more off. (I'm currently wearing Gap's Boyfriend fit. My coworkers at the Gap always ask which skinnies I have on, if that gives you any perspective.) I haven't done…

Bummer. I wanted to watch the two of you have an epic deathmatch ... but I don't do Twitter.

I have a feeling adultosaur will have words for you in the morning. Me? No beef with you.

*backs away slowly*

I need pants. I live in Kansas, where temperatures and winds make skirts and dresses dangerous and impractical.