Soy sauce? Yo no hablo Spanish, Senor Diabetes Cookbook.

Ugh, I hate the people who are just impossible to explain anything to. I had a conversation about pesto this week that went like this:

I always felt that their "Eating more ice cream cures ice cream headaches" study was bull.

Tiny town, just moved there, and we lived in one of those neighborhoods that sprang up after WWII, but across the street was a beautiful old brick house covered in vines. It made me think of Wuthering Heights. It was a quiet house. Someone would show up weekly to take care of the lawn and gardens, which is how I…

I remember at four or five, after visiting the Japanese Tea Gardens in San Francisco, making my own Japanese tea with little bowls, hydrangeas, and gasoline. I fashioned sort of a low table in the garage and floated the hydrangeas on the gasoline. It was very pretty. I didn't drink any, but I also don't recall anyone…

I can identity. I got a typewriter for Christmas when I was in the third grade and wrote my congressman A LOT. Mostly about being anti-vivisection. I actually mailed them.

My siblings and I used to play a game called "Suicide." First, you have to know that we lived in one of those old buildings that had ledges in front of the windows that were wide enough for an adult to walk on (although carefully) so it was no problem for a kid to stand on. Second, we lived in an apartment building…

I flashed my class one time when I was old enough to know better. (Second grade, I think.) I remember my thought process so vividly too. I was like, 'Hmmm, you know what I've never seen is someone lifting their shirt up in the middle of class. I wonder why not. Imma do it and see what happens.'

One time when I was playing with the dolls that my grandmother would buy me in an attempt to make me a girly girl, I stripped the clothes off all of them except for one. I then arranged all of the naked dolls in a circle around the clothed doll, with their legs bent back and their arms up, clearly worshipping her. My…

When I was 4 years old, my pappap passed away. Being 4, I didn't have much of a concept of what death meant - I probably kept asking when he was coming back. My parents explained to me that people get old, and when they get old, they will die and go away forever.

As a seven year old, I raided the kitchen for my art supplies. I took some herbs, green food coloring, lemon juice, and turmeric powder to create this. My dad was so angry at me for destroying the kitchen and geting half the spice cabinet all over the floor, but he took this, and he framed it because he thought it was…

When my dad was driving my brother, his friend and me home from school when I was in kindergarten, his friend was talking about how his class was having a Thanksgiving play. I thought to myself, "I want to be in a Thanksgiving play", so I chimed in that my class was having one too! I said that there were so many…

I had a weird obsession with cannibalism. For my 4th grade enrichment class I built a large papier mâché island featuring a volcano, trees, caves, essential cooking pot and cannibal play figures. I wish I had a picture of that. Instead I offer the Mother's Day card I made that year. Mum still has it. I can't believe…

I was 8 years old when I went into my parent's bedroom one morning while my parents were still asleep and saw my Dad had a boner. I totally freaked out, woke my Mom up by dragging her out of the bed, and called 911 because I thought it was a chestburster from Aliens.

There was this guy today at the cafe, where we were the only two people in the room, and he kept on staring at me, while I was eating, doing homework, and using the phone. And as I was using Tinder, I saw his profile, it was quite racially charged and full of fetishization (think confederate flags, Yellow Fever,…

That's the way Walter White was depicted, but if you read the things fans right, they clearly didn't receive it that way. They receive Walt as a brave, strong person. They hate Skylar for trying to rain on Walt's Magic Meth Adventure with her common sense, etc.

It's always a weird phenomena when it comes to Blackness in any kind of media. Especially when it comes to games, shows, and movies that are related to crime. Crime as perpetrated by black characters adds to the demonization of black people. Crime as perpetrated by white characters adds to the romantization of the…

WHYYYYY do dudes think women give a shit about their dicks????? I absolutely, 100% do not care about your dick, unless I'm about to do something with said dick, in which case you will know I care about your dick because I will be paying attention to and directly referencing your dick. Like in what world is that…

she's cosplaying, not going on a date. The only people implying that are some dudes on the internet who have decided that a woman existing in a public space is therefore clearly there to display herself to potential mates. I'll say it again: COSPLAY. She is literally there to misrepresent her identity.

Thanks for your input. We'll file that under creepy overshare.