Awwww, such cuties. On the story about Pence’s beagle dying, I had a back-and-forth with someone who has four full or mixed Brittanies. I was very unfamiliar with the breed when we got our boy — we’re his third home — and I’m such a convert!

It happens to everyone, so don’t beat yourself up. Dating kind of sucks until it doesn’t. BTW have you read Modern Romance by Aziz Ansari? It’s such an interesting examination of the dating scene in the digital age. Spoiler: It’s complicated!

Is that a Brittany? I’ve got one of those!

Oh god, that happened to me once after drinking a lot of wine. I got so sick and spent at least two hours cleaning up as much as I could and left the few dollars left in my wallet and an apology note for the maids. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very much and I still feel bad about it.

No, I’m legit confused about that too. I stayed at a nice hotel recently with the most obnoxiously loud fridge right by the bed. The plug was behind a heavy wall unit. The hotel sent someone from maintenance up to move the unit and unplug the fridge. I was standing there in my bathrobe, unsure if I was supposed to…

Are you supposed to tip for that sort of thing? If someone gets a tip for bringing you a towel, it seems only fair that they get one for plunging your poop. ;-)

My husband and I kept house hunting until we found a small place with two bathrooms — his and hers — because nobody needs that kind of closeness. I once had a very chic friend who would tell me how hilarious it was for her and her husband to poop with the door open while providing running commentary. They discussed…

Haha, I forgot about the many pay bathrooms in Europe! And in Italy, those foot placement outlines — I’m trying to remember if they were wide enough to avoid the dreaded leg dribble. Fortunately, my thighs were a lot stronger back then.

Oh Jesus, that sounds really awful. Considering that I’m already hypersensitive to mosquito bites, I might have to be put into an induced coma until my giant swollen labia healed and returned to a size that would not prevent me from walking.

Bug bites I already deal with, and we don’t have too many snakes or other creepy-crawlies where I live, thankfully. That makes it easier to be outdoorsy.

I have a much higher tolerance for weed now and can handle it with light drinking. But ugh, that experience was so awful. At least the friend I was with was used to hanging out with rock bands and had seen it all.

Did you shit your pants? Oh wait...

You should move to Italy. There are a lot of bathrooms that are just a hole in the ground. It freaked me out every time I had to use one of those squat toilets. I very much prefer a porcelain throne, even if they put you in a less than ideal position.

Did you camp by the river? Those spots are so pretty in the fall, as long as it’s not pouring.

I don’t think I could parent because puke makes me retch or even puke. I dry heave when my dogs vomit and I have to clean it up. UGH.

It feels so weird to pop a squat outside. Even when I’m backpacking, I’m like, am I really doing this? I’m also kind of scared the whole time that a bear will attack me while my pants are down around my ankles and that my last earthly experience will have been shitting in the woods.

I went to a show at a really cool music venue with a friend who was in charge of PR for a record label. He was visiting from out of town and brought some extremely strong weed. I had already had a couple of drinks when we met up after a very small dinner, and another at the bar. Then we smoked before the band’s set…

Continuing the subject of rural WA, my husband and I went to Leavenworth for Oktoberfest a couple of weeks ago. On our drive, we passed through Sultan (I think?), and there were Trump signs every 100 feet. On front lawns, on building edifices, on the rooftop of the gas station. It continued until we crossed into…

Commenting late on this story. Native protest was front page news in the Seattle Times, which is still running updates. Sad to hear it’s not bigger news elsewhere.

Hmm, I dunno, there are some hardcore racist, government-hating lurkers in the Seattle Times comment sections. And Seattle historically also had some pretty nasty racial covenants. Outside of Seattle, you might see a liquor store next to a gun store that has a huge mural of a flag and firearms and the words “Freedom…