Ugh, I’ve been trying to make this happen for a while. My husband grew up eating out all the time and I grew up never eating out, so he’s a bad influence on me and I can’t say no because it’s still so novel.

Here’s a radical idea: maybe it’s no one else’s business what you do with your body.

I’ll add my 2 cents and recommend a credit union as well. Look for one of the larger ones in your area who participate in a ATM co-op and share branching. My Oregon credit union offers fee free ATMs all over the US (including ATMs at 7/11) and access to make deposits/withdrawls in share branches (meaning, even…

Mega churches and televangelists are the world’s greatest con. We’re surprised when they don’t do the right thing why?

I worked as a veterinary technician and I can tell you this: dogs who were fed a low priced diet (Alpo and Old Roy seemed especially prevalent) came in with horrible cases of hypothyroidism. You can literally look at a dog and tell what it’s been fed by the condition of its coat and energy level. I saw dogs with…

How did no one nominate the steaming pile of shit that is the Nissan Juke?

You beat me to it! Also, I thought my mom and I were the only crazy people to can their own tuna. I seriously don’t know why more people do it because the stuff they sell in grocery stores is basically cat food. I never ate it until I was about 20 and it was VILE.

I am the person who shouts at people who touch things in museums. I’m a lover of old things and nothing fills me with rage like people’s vanity risking cultural and historical treasures. I visited a museum where some asshole kids (OK, they were like 20, but I’m an olds) were touching/posing with EVERYTHING including…

Summary of every Oregonian right now

One thing I will definitely recommend is to do a slow introduction in a controlled environment. We lucked out that our Frenchie has exactly zero dog aggression and we had just moved into a new house when the rescue did a home visit/meet and greet. If our Frenchie had been able to become territorial, it might not have…

It’s your hill to die on, man. You own that shit.

Our second dog was picked out by our first dog. Our French Bulldog loves pittbulls. He will drag me across the street to say hello to any reasonably friendly pitt he sees, regardless of whether or not the dog had other things to do (he’d notorious for trying to say hello while a dog is pooping. Ah, the impatience…

THANK YOU.

There’s an adage about money and sense that comes to mind here.

I grew up as conservative as it gets: we practically worshipped guns, my father had a “Charleston Heston is My President” bumper sticker on the back of his car, we frequently talked about what to do in case the government “came for us.” I drank the Kool-aid pretty hard.

Nah, that’d give me ample opportunity to yell obscenities at the overgrown marmoset in a bad toupee. Although, the beer selection is generally awful in DC. We’re spoiled for choice in the west.

Freedom of speech does not mean you are free from the consequences of your actions, especially actions that are nationally televised.

As an Oregonian, I’m filled with rage that I have to literally hold up in my house for 4-5 days, miss out on a week of pay and stock up like the fucking apocalypse is coming because a bunch of people want to look at the fucking sun and have decided to invade my state. It’s bad enough all these assholes are moving…

Jesus, I feel ya. I think log in at least an extra 3 hours a month of time after work because of people’s kids. I generally don’t mind, but it can be irritating when I’m sitting at my desk at 6:30 watching the janitor lock me in just to met a deadline.

“Bob, what are we gonna do about that whale on the beach?”