Can confirm. People immersed in PE are easily the worst people I’ve ever been involved with, and I comment on the internet.
Someone used a fancy faux-cursive font on the program for my high school concert band’s spring performance one year, and I was listed as one of the “Pornets.”
...and that book needs a better typeface design; I read that as “Hurls.”
Well, come on — If these kids would just stop their media whoring and get off the TV for 5 minutes, they could learn how to crack a chest, cross clamp the aorta, open the pericardium, evacuate the tamponade, find and whipstitch the hole in the ventricle, and perform intrathoracic cardiac massage while their other…
I think I’d start with the thoughts and prayers first. Several minutes of thoughts and prayers. Maybe an hour or so, even.
Well this took a hard turn..
That’s a good start, I’d also like to see gun owners held responsible for when their gun is used to commit a crime. Too many stories come out about kids killing each other with a parent’s gun and nothing is done about that because “they’ve already been through enough”. Responsible Gun Owners should be held to that…
Rick “Jazz Hands” Santorum and anyone else spewing this level of stupid should have to tour a morgue after a shooting and see what exactly they are dealing with. How you going to do CPR when there is no chest left, Rick? Where do you do compressions if the heart is pretty much gloppy soup?
I am so sorry...that’s devastating.
Unfortunately there is a huge culture of coming into work sick, and my officemate is one of the worst offenders—in fact she came in on Friday just unbelievable sick and I was like “well, when I call out on Monday it’ll be thanks to you.”
My brother was killed in a wreck on Wednesday. He was 29. He was a good man, with a big heart. He overcame a lot of obstacles and had gotten his life headed the way he wanted to go, and then he swerved to miss a dog in the road. Just like that, one thing, and he’s gone.
I know people often like to paint me as a bit of a failure in that department, but maybe it’s not my destiny yet to have met the one.
My oldest daughter is 14, fearless, and a liberal-as-hell atheist at an incredibly conservative high school. I’ve made her read The Gift of Fear and, much to her chagrin, we have regular “run the fuck away” drills. She also practices self-defense skills, participates in empowerment courses, and has had formal training…
I met “Maria” from Sesame Street a few weeks ago and totally cried when I spoke to her. I just couldn’t help it. #notembarassedbutyeah
May I crash your kitty thread with a puppy pic? I was too late this year to find a nice St Patrick’s Day bandana for my pup, but I managed to find a nice green one that says “Friendly.” And that describes him perfectly. He never met a stranger he didn’t like.
Is that a tortoise shell? Because I happen to have one too. Some of you may have seen me post pictures of my Nala before, but I’m sharing another one.
I’m sure I’ve posted this pic before, but
Just now, staring at something only she can see which obviously means ghosts
Hi. Here’s my kitty. Everybody share kitties.