When I was in Nursery school, the parents were called to clean the kid up.

Thanks for clarifying. That doesn;t change my assessment at all, but just makes me even more indignant that the parents were such shits.

I think you're very right that this is a large contributor to the problem, but I have a slight quibble with the reasoning- for the most part we have engineered walking and public transport out of our lives.

I hate to say it, because I truly believe that you did the right thing in the circumstances, but yes. Forcing a child to sit in their own excrement for hours is child abuse.

That's a horrible story. It's such a confusing thought too- there will be no change in demand, so more kids will be kidnapped.

I love how we're all having righteous anger about this.

Last week of work. WORST CASE OF MONDAYS EVER.

Mr. Moose and I tried to have that very conversation.

Did he have an electronic tag?

Ask them if they know of any openings with their competitors, or elsewhere in the field, maybe in another one of their offices.

Go MissPoww! This will be amazing, I can't wait for the stories upon your return!

A text really is the best. When you're grieving you don;t want to talk on the phone.

One thing I think is so important, is that you making the transition while considering them means the world- you being happy, you worrying about them.

It's following the example of the original authors word choice.

Exactly!!

One of my good friends used to live in Northern Michigan, Petoskey area.

Do it ASAP, and give them a date. Do it over email if you're chicken, but make sure to offer to chat in person. And thank them

Halloween plans? yes.

It's really about taking the latino vote from Romney

Dharma and Greg, although that's my internal thing.