Take my advice - propose to that girl that hasn't left you yet for being as into pro wrestling as you are.

I love everything about this. I'm buying a shirt.

I’ve been talking about that Cruz/murderer story that broke a while back for some time now. Glad to see it’s gaining traction. Hopefully, there may yet be justice, even though the victims’ families have suffered immeasurably.

Counterpoint: this is awesome

So you’re saying you made a well thought out, reasonable decision about your health and your body; the people responsible for it did not judge or subject you to their personal bias; and your supportive partner was there for you and cared for you before, during and after.

I think UPS deserves some of that rage too... Though you won’t need to install a camera because they never even attempt to deliver packages.

But remember, despite the fact they can be driven into a rapey, violent rage by a smile, direct eye contact, or a flash of female wrist or ankle, men are still the wisest, most capable, and most well-suited for leadership than women are.

Oh, thank goodness. That was horrifying.

Words cannot adequately convey the satisfaction of seeing a thimble-full of snot get sucked into the NoseFrida tube and then seeing your baby breathe easier immediately. It can only be experienced. And magically, my son (now 15 months), who formerly hated the shit out of it, now thinks it’s hilarious and leans forward…

Or you will have a baby like my two who didn’t give a shit about Sophie. Makes for a cute shelf decoration though!

Not only did I read the article, but I also understand how Weight Watchers works and the basic addition necessary to keep track of points. I’m also aware of the fact that WW has been around long before apps and having WW keep track of your points is a new thing - it used to be your responsibility. My mother was a…

At the end of a 3-day conference, when introverted me was almost full up to the brim, a friend invited me to dinner. When I got there, I found it wasn’t her and me and dinner, but her, me, her parents and 11 other friends for dinner at a really loud pizza place.

Mine’s not really all that funny or great, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. So here goes: